I am a certified travelholic, it's true! I love to travel, but only when I'm actually ON the trip! In 2 weeks we are going to Italy (for the 2nd time!) and I can't wait. However, I always get myself worked into somewhat of a tizzy when it gets right down to it.
Today I am feeling very guilty for even thinking about going anywhere! How can I possibly leave my kids for that long (10 days) going so far away? They need their mom right? Or is it that I really need them???
I do this EVERY single time we do anything and very nearly talk myself right out of it!
Then I start thinking about how great an opportunity it is to be able to do this kind of thing and how important it is for my marriage and to re-evaluate myself as a person, with real interests and feelings and hopes and dreams, that don't totally include being a mom every waking moment!!!
Then I lay awake at night thinking about all the drawers and cupboards and closets I want to clean out before anyone stays in my house and what on earth I'm going to pack (that stresses me out BIG TIME) , and what if we crash en route in the Pacific or even worse, by some crazy Italian driver!!!!!!!And then I talk myself out of it again.
Then I think about how gorgeous and beautiful Tuscany will be. How much fun we'll have with the people we're going with, how I won't have to drive kids around for 10 whole days, how I won't have to cook or do laundry or clean up after anyone and how I will MISS all of those things.
I think I am certifiably, absoloutely CRAZY!
And I can't wait to go.
If I go.
I will.
I will love it! :)