So, it's Wednesday, in less than three days I will be on an airplane for the first time in my life. (flying as an infant totally does not count) To say I'm having stress is an understatement. Though, the stress is only about making it to the airport on time since I'm driving to meet friends in Iowa Falls and then we're driving up to Minneapolis to catch our flight.
From there we're going to Miami and then on to a seven day cruise. I have no clue what the hell I'm doing. Oh, I'm anticipating like mad, but at the same time I'm panicking. This is scary stuff damnit, anything new is scary.
I know everything is going to be fine. Statistically nothing is going to happen, but what if? what if freaking everything. worst damn words in the English language I tell you. I keep trying to be fine, but really I'm filled with a nauseating ball of worry.
Ok, deep breath, this is a vacation and it will be pleasant, hell, it will be an event of my lifetime is what it will be.
Alright then I'm better, for values of better anyway. So anyway, I will be gone until the 18. If I remember (I'm horrible at it) I will take lots of pictures and make a lovely post when I get back. Wish me luck.
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