Turmoil
So much running around the brain right now as I try to finish getting ready to leave for London Sunday morning.
I have to exchange money still, I have to get a power converter so I can plug my cell-phone charger in while I'm there, have to do laundry, have to pack, blah, blah.
Its been an ok week. My boss returned to work, which is great and my Dad's out of the hospital and getting better. However, his good friend did pass away last weekend, and I couldn't make it to the funeral on Thursday, even though I wish I could've. I did talk to my Dad's other best friend this week, who is in the hospital with heart problems, and it was wonderful to talk to Ray, he's just always so upbeat. And I've just been doing a lot of running around during lunch hours and after work, doing travel prep, keeping myself busy, trying not to think about missing either of my boys too much...
'Cause yeah, while I'm excited beyond belief about going to London, I'm a little anxious about Jet, as this will be the longest I've EVER been a way from him. A week and a half. He seems ok with it (the promise of bringing him back a red, double decker bus goes far), but I'm not entirely sure I'm ok with it. Mommy Guilt is such a drag.
But I cannot wait to go to London and see the myriad of things I've always wanted to see and I cannot wait to see Graig again.
See you all when I get back!
I have to exchange money still, I have to get a power converter so I can plug my cell-phone charger in while I'm there, have to do laundry, have to pack, blah, blah.
Its been an ok week. My boss returned to work, which is great and my Dad's out of the hospital and getting better. However, his good friend did pass away last weekend, and I couldn't make it to the funeral on Thursday, even though I wish I could've. I did talk to my Dad's other best friend this week, who is in the hospital with heart problems, and it was wonderful to talk to Ray, he's just always so upbeat. And I've just been doing a lot of running around during lunch hours and after work, doing travel prep, keeping myself busy, trying not to think about missing either of my boys too much...
'Cause yeah, while I'm excited beyond belief about going to London, I'm a little anxious about Jet, as this will be the longest I've EVER been a way from him. A week and a half. He seems ok with it (the promise of bringing him back a red, double decker bus goes far), but I'm not entirely sure I'm ok with it. Mommy Guilt is such a drag.
But I cannot wait to go to London and see the myriad of things I've always wanted to see and I cannot wait to see Graig again.
See you all when I get back!