That's cuz, no matter how hard I try to prevent it, this is when my mind seems determined to focus on all the things that could possibly go wrong on the trip. I obsess over how much it is all going to cost, and whether we can really afford it (we usually take one vacation every 5 or 10 years, and this is our second in one year!). I think about my propensity for motion sickness. I think about all the missed connections and cancelled flights of previous trips, and how something like that could seriously screw up my trying to meet up with John at La Guardia in NY, since we're coming in on separate flights. I think about people I should try to see while I'm there, and the complications of working it all out. I stew over the fact that John has me leaving on a 6:00 a.m. flight, which means checking in at the airport by 4 or 4:30, and if you allow an hour for the drive and time to park the car and shuttle in, that means leaving the house by 2:30 or 3:00 and making that deer-dodging drive in total darkness. Me. Alone. With my night blindness. And then? Then I squash it all down, and I just DO it! Because, in the end, I'm always glad I did.
I may make one minor adjustment though. I'm thinking that driving into Austin the evening before, having a nice leisurely dinner with my precious daughter, then checking into a hotel right near the airport for a good night's sleep, and being able to both set an alarm and request a wake-up call, to make sure I'm up on time, might go a heck of a long way towards easing this stomach problem. Don't you?
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