One day. Tomorrow morning I will climb into the car and begin the trip to the airport. I still have a bunch of things to do to get ready. I am so nervous. I don't know if I slept at all last night, I was awake at 1 to pee and ended up tossing and turning until I finally turned on the light and read until 3. I fell back asleep, but was awake again at one with reflux and a sick stomach and unhappy bowels. Anxiety, I know. Finally got back to sleep, but for the rest of the night I was slipping in and out of sleep.
Today is all about the last minute To-Do list and the dreaded goodbyes. I had to say good bye to my Aunt Mel yesterday, that was rough. Tonight I will have dinner with Grammy Neal one last time, that is going to be a very rough goodbye. I sort of wish I could fast forward through the next 48 hours, but I know I would regret those missed goodbyes.
Tomorrow morning I have to be up early, not that I expect to sleep at all to begin with. The shipping company is coming, supposedly by 8 AM, and they are supposed to be out of here by 10 AM. My mom should be back from class by then, and we'll load up and head to Augusta to meet Dad and Roxanne. They will be driving me to Boston. The weather may be a bit dicey - sounds like we'll have just enough snow to make the trip to Boston nasty but not enough to interrupt the flight (I hope). I need to be at the airport around 3:30, my flight leaves at 6:30. Those three hours of waiting will suck, I expect I will be an emotional mess by then, not to mention very overtired. My first flight is to Madrid, where I have a brief layover before the flight to Brussels. If all goes as planned, I will be arriving in Belgium around 11:15 AM on Thursday. G seems to have things ready for me, and he was able to get a few days off following my arrival, so he won't have to go back to work until Monday.
I better get to work, there is so much left to do!
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