Words cannot even begin to describe the excitement ringing through every fiber of my being. If I'm being honest, there's a little anxiety too, but mostly excitement for what lies ahead.

It's currently Thursday. My To Do list is dwindling. My suitcase is open waiting for the last few anticipatory packages arriving today so I can start the game of what is essential and what should stay behind. My COVID test is scheduled for later today.

Not forgetting to finalize things around the house, I've got last minute weeding and cleaning to do so I leave Awesome with a clean slate.

It's a trip of a lifetime.

So naturally, the anxiety circles around all the what-ifs. What If I catch COVID and can't go. What if I'm not able to capture what's in my head. What If I've built this up to be something greater in my head than it could ever live up to? What if. What if. What if. 

I've never been this worrisome of a person, but I suppose when there is a lot riding on a trip, it's not uncommon to imagine one rock will bring the glass house tumbling down in a pile of broken dreams! That's a little melodramatic. But sometimes it needs to be voiced, or written, to exorcise it from my mind!

Moving on....