Yeah, the last week has been me doing at least two weeks of work at my job (I'm almost done) and this has had the benefit of keeping all my fretting at bay. This is a classic Angie Move: if there's something that might be worrisome or troubling ahead, I will just get super-busy with something else so that I can avoid even acknowledging that said thing is coming.
Now I am less than 48 hours from getting on the plane. Some of the housework is done, a bit of the packing is done. And I can no longer ignore the fact that I am a big ball of excitement, anxiety and straight-up fear.
Here's the thing, though: I'm not debilitated or anything. And it would be really weird if I was not nervous. I'm traveling half-way around the world. To have orthopedic surgery. And my kids are not coming along. Any of those things would stress me out. I've tried not to spend too much time with worst-case scenarios (should I write letters to my kids in case I die?) and keep prioritizing the tasks I have in front of me to prepare for the more-likely scenarios.
I thought it might help to acknowledge the big deal this adventure is by taking some time to write a quick post. Besides, my hip was hurting from standing a doing housework. Time well-spent. Now to vacuum!
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