Funny thing about lists.
They seem to take on a life of their own when you are planning a trip.
And I haven’t even got close to writing a list about what to pack.
8 sleeps, which is probably a lie. Because I wont sleep the night before. I actually don’t even plan to.
Flight leaves at 6am. We need to be at the airport at least 90 minutes before so I will plan to be there at 4am.
Half hour to travel to the airport.
I would be putting the alarm on before 3 am.
And with something this important, I would be up fluffing and stressing until midnight at least.
Soooo, why even bother with the whole sleep thing? It wouldn’t be quality sleep anyway and I have a 15+ hour flight between Sydney and LA to sleep.
Luckily I have friends who know me and have promised to keep me company while my much more sensible hubby peacefully snores for a few hours.
So back to lists…
Tickets – check
Travel money – check
Cases, locks, labels – check check check
SD cards for the thousands of photos, travel adapter because our plugs wont fit in US power points.
New knickers, because I just wont have strangers rummaging through my daggy ones when I go through customs.
I even have hubby almost organised. He needs walking shoes, should have got them months ago, but hubby doesn’t work that way.
Worst case scenario, we buy them somewhere while we are away, I pack plenty of band aids and he learns a lesson about forward planning…
Yeah, like that is ever going to happen.
So the cases are down, but nothing is in them yet. Packing really wont happen until next weekend. Its going to be a challenge. Much cooler in NYC than in the other places so layers will be the key.
I will confess, there is a good dose of anxiety mixed in with my obnoxious excitement.
Variables I can’t control will always mess with my over organising nature.
Hubby is now getting excited and is keeping me centred as much as he can.
Twelve months or more ago, when I first decided that this trip was something I needed to go, there was so many hurdles I had to jump. Money, time, his opposition, my own doubts and anxieties.
But I made this happen. And no matter what this adventure still has in store for me, I will have no regrets.
(Well maybe I might wish I had been able to stay longer, see more, meet more friends, but that only means planning another adventure)
Dreams do come true, they only take commitment to make them happen.
Ok, that said, I know you only come for the pretty paintings anyway
Saturday’s effort. While I am this close to my trip, I am not starting anything large and complicated that I will only have to walk away from for 4 weeks.
This shell though has been a plan of mine for a while but actually painting it completely intimidated me.
There was a pile of procrastination and delay even at class as I fluffed about doing everything to avoid starting it.
But I like it, a lot, and framed up, I think it would be awesome in someone’s bathroom or beach house.
In other news, I have had a change of heart, and impulsively renewed the domain name this morning so ‘lizardhappy.com” will continue for another twelve months at least.
There maybe a makeover though, I have come to realise that I need to freshen things up a bit.
But we will worry about that next month.
Afternoon shift this week. Maybe that has been part of my blogging problems lately. I have much more things to say in the morning.
No matter. I am smiling, the sun is shining and it is going to be a good day.
This time next week those cases will be filling, and the house will be getting cleaned. Boys have been told that I will want to return to a neat and tidy house.
Washing machine needs emptying and my coffee cup needs refilling.
Time to get off my butt and get the day happening.
Hugs and smiles