It's getting real. We are leaving on a jet plane...and I'm not very excited. I'm struggling tonight. Struggling with my own fears of flying, fears of death, fears of orphaning my kids...all whilst my babe asks questions like, "What if the plane crashes?" and "What if something happens to you and daddy?"
Ugh. That one was a sucker punch to the gut.
I spent most of this evening vacillating between tears and self pep-talks.
I know once we get there, all will be okay, but man alive. I. hate. flying. I actually searched for an old prescription of Valium I still had (for a previous flight...and I never took a one pill. I was too scared to take the dang pill. Hmmmmm, anxiety much?) and have successfully stashed it in my purse.
Pretty sure that I will take one. Or, maybe a half of one. I dunno...what is Valium like? Will it totally gork me out? Or just make me mellow? And what happens if I decide I'd like a mimosa on the plane? Will I really be gorked out then? Ack. Maybe it's just better to freak out (internally only, I'm pretty good at hiding my neurosis) than to take a med that I'm unsure of?
I am hoping for a little wi-fi action at the hotel so that I can do an "On-location" post. However, don't be surprised if things are quiet here, I'm totally unsure how internet access works in Mexico!
On a more upbeat note...Five Question Friday is still on! The Fabulous Kate, over at Kate's Life, will be hosting in my absence! I know she will do a great job at it...so, play along just like any other week! If I can, I'll see if even I can play along from the plane or something!
Talk to you soon!