We officially have 300+ miles behind us. But we've made that trek dozens of times before. Tomorrow the real adventure begins. I'm excited and NERVOUS. The past few days have been so busy that I've had nary a minute to have the reality of the situation set in. Until last night. Now I'm a constant mess. Not overly emotional, or anything semi-psychotic like that. But I'm always thinking about what could be, and I'm nervous which tends to make me bitchy. Yep, I said it. (Kyle- no comments.)
The unknown is very scary for me. Very. I'm a planner. Things in life work best for me when I can put them in perspective and make them make sense. That situation has rarely worked for me, but it's how I function best. The morning is likely to be tension filled. Because I get cranky. But I'm hoping that we pass through the border without incident. This is what I'm most nervous about. I mean really, it could take us hours to get across the border. Hours. Then what? That will screw up the whole plan. Ha! I've learned long ago to go with the flow, what else can we do?
So hopefully I'll be updating you from somewhere in Lloydminster tomorrow night. We'll see how far we get, what the weather holds for us, and if we make it the first leg of the journey without incident. Holy buckets. Could someone out there say a prayer? I'm thinking we could use one or two. WHAT WAS I THINKING? Ha!
"Til Tomorrow Sometime...
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