I’m going to visit my brother and sister-in-law near
Annapolis this weekend. By myself. I’ll say it again, so you can bask along with
me. By. Myself.
I am an introvert and I crave time to myself. I need it like food and water. I’m serious, people. And having two young kinds, I rarely get it. So what happens is over time, I start coming a
little undone…I get jittery, snappy, antsy, and extremely sensitive to the
sounds of my family chewing food.
Seriously.
So I sort of jumped at this chance to have a little getaway
that includes 12 hours in the car by myself over the next 2 days. To some people, this might sound
annoying. To me, it sounds
glorious.
List-making is essential for any trip, from my detailed packing
list to my unrealistic list of things to accomplish before leaving. For some reason, my brain thinks that leaving
for a trip is a great opportunity to do extra projects, like clean out the car
so it’s pleasant to travel in! And clean
the whole house so it looks good when I get back! And clean out my purse so there’s nothing
extra in there! Um, yeah, not gonna
happen. I’ll be lucky to pack clean
clothes and not forget something essential like my phone. So here’s my trip in non-stressful lists:
Top 3 reasons why this is going to be the best trip ever, in
no particular order:
- Being alone for 12 hours in the car.
- Visiting my brother and sister-in-law and meeting my new nephew!!
- Being ALONE for 12 hours in the car.
My playlist:
- A Clockwork Orange book on cd
- Once Upon a Time, There Was You by Elizabeth Berg on cd
- Some cheesy murder mystery on cd
- Maroon 5
- Ella Fitzgerald
- John Coltrane
- Dan In Real Life Soundtrack
- Bruno Mars
- Silence.
Things I’m looking forward to:
- Being witness to my nephew’s baptism.
- Catching up with bro and sis-in-law.
- Sleeping all night long without interruption for the first time in, well, too long. Let’s just say that no one’s told my 3 ½ year old that he should be sleeping through the night by now.
- Being near the water.
- Hopefully catching a glimpse of my favorite little east coast city, Annapolis.
And finally, an unedited photo of the current contents of
my bag:
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| What? Doesn't everyone need a hole punch and trash in their bag? |
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