
So why would I post my latest red acquisition? But of course, it's a trip! A week from today we will be winging our way to parts eastward and me kicking and screaming at least half way there.
I came to the startling conclusion recently that I do not like to travel. I like my routine, I like sleeping in my own bed. I like my home. I hate long rides on airplanes and cars. I realized this when reflecting on trips as a child, I would either get sick or be unsettled for a few days prior to the trip. (i apologize mom!)
The following is time line that proceeds as soon as TL announces, "We're going to ........[you fill in the blank]
1. Six months to a year before trip: I am truly excited. I pencil in the dates. "Way cool!" I think. My enthusiasm depends upon how far away the trip is scheduled on the calendar.
2. Two to six months before the trip: I have managed to successfully ignore the fact that I am going on said trip in two to six months. I shove the thought of the trip out of my brain as soon as it touches my consciousness.
3. One month to two weeks before trip: I realize, yes, I have to face going on the trip. I begin to panic, as I realize that I have do schedule work, school, kids, church, appointments, food....etc. etc. I reluctantly begin to make plans.
4. Two weeks to one week before trip: My enthusiasm increases slightly when I purchase a few new clothes for trip, but then wanes when I realize I do have to go on said trip.
5. One week before trip: I panic, realizing I have one week left. I begin to think, "I can't go on this trip! I have x,y,z to do!" or "we can't afford to go on this trip!"
6. Night before trip: I finally pack, usually overpack, worrying that I might need some article of clothing or medicine on trip. I sleep restlessly.
7. Day of trip: We wake up early, I am groggy, pull myself together, stomach churning, to get to airport.
8. We take off: I finally relax a little, realizing that maybe it is okay to enjoy trip-but then realize we have ....... more hours until we get there.
9. Return home: Wow-we had an incredible time-but boy, am I glad to be home!
So just for fun, can you guess where we are going this time???? (No fair guessing immediate family-you already know!)
14 comments:
Africa? I knew it!
p.s. this is not really the place. i just had to guess for fun :)
how funny, I am the same way. Hmmm...how long has your missionary been out? Are you going to go pick him up maybe? I guess that or Hawaii.
Like the RED bag! No fair I am horrible at this...New York?
I guess Nauvoo
Cause if it was Africa the suitcase would be bigger!!! (If it is Africa, email me and I will give you some hints on what TO bring!
Boston . . . I love that city in the fall. (Just like the pirates who don't do anything.)
ooooo I'm intriged. Can't be Florida, Maybe Washington DC, maybe New York....wherever it is, I hope its fun!
I would guess...Navoo...but anywhere is great! I would love to go on a trip right now :)
i know how you feel! i love sleeping in my own bed! ....are you going to TEXAS?
Uganda. :) Hows that for a guess?
love the RED BAG!!! that is TOOO CUTE!!!!!
I'll guess NYC.
Wow mom -I wonder if you are flying by way of NYC - then most of these people would be right! Sorta...
ok im guessing Bermuda but wherever it is GO and EnJOY!!
okay already, spill the beans!
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