I didnt sleep well at all… woke at 3.30am with thoughts racing through my head about money… That one thing that keeps us awake at night. It is to be expected I guess with such a big trip coming up. I feel anxious, with waves of nausea.
I worry about the practical things… affording food and accommodation. Are we staying away for too long? Then I get carried away into thinking can we really do this? I worry about what else I have to pay before we go… the balance of the cruise, a hire car in LA, four decent backpacks, sets of clothes… My mind takes over and sensibility flys out my bedroom window as I toss and turn.
My husband senses my anxiety. What is up he asks? I tell him. He says everything is going to be alright, like it always is.
It is only 4 months now. Golly just saying that I feel all the cells in my body tighten, my tummy turns, I cant eat my breakfast.