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I got everything done that I needed to do.

I finished all my work. I got an oil change. I went to the bank. I vacuumed, did the dishes, cleaned my bathrooms and kitchen, washed all my linens (including the duvet cover), and packed. And, I enjoyed a nice lunch with my friend in the midst of it all.

I might even get a fairly decent night’s sleep, considering how little I normally get the night before I fly.

I am utterly exhausted. I am also pleased with myself. Pleased with all I was able to accomplish, and pleased that I get to enjoy a real vacation.

I could worry less and trust myself more. As I was starting this post I randomly thought, I have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen tomorrow. I think I do, but the truth is, I don’t. I have way less control than I am comfortable with and I like the idea of letting go. It feels like a long exhalation after a 34-years held breath.

I wonder what it would be like to get on the road to LAX tomorrow morning, open to whatever comes. Right now, it seems a bit like a dream.