I’ve been buzzing about like one of those big bumble bees, drunk on nectar. Erratically bumping into everything and trying to get to all the places I need to get to, do the jobs I need to do, and most of all, pack. With numerous, frustrating pauses along the way.
Because on Friday I am leavin’ on a jetplane! A weekend of soul nurturing cousin-time with my cousin and friend, Erica. We’re going to celebrate our fortieth birthdays in gentle style, over in RADelaide! And as an extra bonus, I am hoping to meet some of the people from the support group I belong to and people from the blogging group I am part of, too! My wheels are booked and will be delivered before I am. So, apart from the packing, it’s all done.
Actually, I am so nervous. About the flight. About how I will cope with the fly-in-fly-out pace of my schedule. About not wasting any opportunity and not wasting the money it is costing to get there. I’m banking on the gem of a fact, that once I’m there, the only person I need to look after is me, with the odd nod to Erica. We’ll be just us. No kids, no hubbies. That seems like a pretty cruisey thing! I’m hoping the cruisey will balance out the struggles and it will all be okay. Fingers crossed.
Packing is a bit of a feat when you get dizzy on standing. When your arms ache if you lift them higher than your heart. When everything you need seems to be down too low or up too high, or needing to be washed, or folded or found. I think I am getting there, but honestly, it is sooooo slow I can hardly stand it. I really miss those days when I could write a list and whizz through it BAM, and BAM and BAM. Now it’s kind of bzzz…..splat… bzzzzzzz…. splat. But no worries, this busy bee is going to get the job done!
I’m going to take a break from blogging while I am away. I hope you will still be here when I get back. Or if you go away too, come back and find me and my blog again sometime! See ya soon!