It's 1:24am on the day that I'm supposed to leave for Norcal to visit mom, Chelsea and Ethan. I feel like this week just FLEW by. I feel like I've hardly had time to breathe, let alone sleep. There's so much to do! And I'm feeling very overwhelmed. That would probably be the best word to describe how I'm feeling this exact moment. Overwhelmed. My suitcase is completely empty but I already know I'm going to forget something crucial. Something like my cell phone charger or maybe even my razor. Unshaved armpits wasn't exactly.....whatever.
I'm so tired with heavy lids, but I'm scared that if I go to bed right now while my brain is in 'pack' mode, I'll forget something. I made a to do list for when I wake up...
My inner control freak is dominating the situation. Everything has to be perfect. Perfect outfits for the weekend, perfect gifts for the family, perfect timing to the airport, perfect flight... perfect this perfect that. I'm exhausted you guys! I wish I could just chill out.
I'm scared that I'm gonna miss my flight, I'm scared that I'm gonna be scared on the plane. I'm scared that I might get lost...
as much as I love new adventures, I absolutely hate how I can't control this situation because I've never flown before and I haven't seen my family in two years.
Wish me luck,
Dierdre
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
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