This is our last week in the US this year. I’ve reread that previous sentence twenty times and it still sounds weird. Don’t mistake that for trepidation. I’ve moved through that. Everything seems to be on track and when I do have a free moment to think about the trip I’m excited and ready to go.
The car has been sold. Jobs have been quit. Prescriptions have been filled. Partially filled restaurant loyalty cards for free lunches have been given away. We’re trying to find a way to eat what we have in the house. “Does this look freezer burnt?” And trying to polish off as many near empty liquor bottles as possible. “This’ll taste good in coffee, right?”
Being out of work I’ve already reverted to my natural late night sleeping pattern. I could fly to Hawaii tomorrow and experience zero jet lag because I’m currently functioning 5 hours behind Eastern Time. This will shift back towards “normal” once we are traveling. I hope.
My backpack is on the floor with a stack of things that will be going into it piled nearby. Waiting on a couple more items to be delivered this week and have a few articles of clothing that still need to be purchased.
I’ve already started working on my taxes to get as much done before we leave so they are easy to wrap up on the road when I get my official numbers.
And if preparing for the trip, going through everything in the house and doing taxes weren’t enough I decided that I would probably want access to some of my non-digitized photos for various reasons during the next year. I started scanning them while doing other work this weekend. I won’t make it through all of them but it will be nice to have them backed up and available.
We are making steady progress working through our to-do list. All the things that need to get done will get done. After being cooped up by all the snow and not having a car I’m ready to go.
I have this thing I do before I go on vacation or major trips. I don’t remember when I started doing it but I’ll stand in front of the bathroom mirror and have a brief conversation with myself. (I talk to myself a lot. I think it is genetic.) I try to remind myself that what is about to happen will be over in the blink of an eye and I will eventually be standing right back in front of that mirror, brushing my teeth with nothing but memories from whatever trip we just took. It might sound somewhat depressing but it is an attempt to get me to lighten up and enjoy what I’m about to experience. It helps get me in the right frame of mind, focus on what really matters and to let go of all of the bullshit in my head. The end of this upcoming trip is so far off that it is hard to imagine it even existing, but it is there.
Before we know it we will be on the plane and on our way. Yes, I will eventually end up back in front of that mirror but that’s a long way off and there’s a lot to do between now and then. I don’t think it has completely sunk in that we won’t be coming back after a couple weeks. Should be fun when it does.