As I sit and type this, the clock on the lower right hand side of my screen tells me it is 10.42 pm 19th Oct 2015.
In just over 7 hours I will be hopefully settled into the first seat of my epic journey to the other side of this blue ball we call Earth.
As I said in my last post, sleep tonight isn’t on my list of things to do in these last few hours.
I am really not that sleepy at this point. I had a good night sleep last night. Assisted probably by the little white sleeping pill that I decided to test drive before the trip.
Today was all about the final touches. Bags are packed, labelled and weighed. Phone is charged but the sim card is removed so don’t try to call me until we get to New York and get a local card.
Ipad is charged, waiting to be slipped into my bag just before we go.
Passports are ready, tucked beside the tickets and the travel documents.
And hubby is sleeping. Unlike me, he doesn’t have the problem of a brain that wont switch off or the paranoia that every timepiece in the house will suddenly fail to work on the very morning that we just simply can’t be late.
MJ will be taking us to the airport, and like his father has gone to bed already. He wants to be woken just before 3am so he can shower.
I will need to shower then too. Luckily we have more than one bathroom.
Shower, wash my hair and dress in my traveling clothes. Leggings, soft long top, slip on flat shoes. Comfort dressing.
Apparently the plane might be cold.
It still feels so unreal. Even with the cases packed in front of me.
Planned for more than twelve months, dreamt about even longer than that.
“One day I will come and stand on your porch” I would say, “Throw gummy bears at your window until you let me in”.
Joked about but never certain I could make it happen.
But I did. I worked, saved, planned, and overcame the huge hurdle of a reluctant hubby.
The hubby who is now actually excited to be joining me on this wonderful trip.
Last art class on Saturday for a few weeks. Another quickie, this time inspired by an image posted on Instagram by a long time friend of this blog, Tracy Blowers from http://www.tracyjoblowers.com/
I call it “Serenity”
I am excited about the prospect of new inspiration gained from this trip. From the big city to the desert, I plan to take as many photographs as I can, hopefully to keep me busy painting well into the new year.
I have tucked my brushes into my case. There are plans to paint with Micael, and play with makeup.
I’m leaving my sketch book home though, settling for my new colouring book and markers to keep me entertained on the plane.
I did discover that there is an art shop not far from the airport in Phoenix…
11.16pm and NCIS New Orleans on the gogglebox.
Still not sleepy.
The recliner is comfy, and I am enjoying this quiet time I confess.
Some alone time before the enclosed shared space of a 747. I can only hope we get okay seats.
A half naked bloodied man on the screen, waving a knife around, No idea why, but “he’s gone”
Not my favourite shows, these police dramas, but it is back ground noise and better than some things on offer.
I’m thirsty, time for some water. Or maybe another cuppa tea.
Time to finish this off.
Keep smiling, and don’t be afraid to make those dreams happen.