We are leaving in less than two weeks, and I’m not ready at all.
I have so much to do.
Let me be clear that I want to roll my eyes when other people say that to me about their upcoming trips. I think, “How hard could it be? Just throw some clothes in a bag and make sure you’ve got your passport. Whatever.”
But no. No. It’s not like that.
This is a BIG TRIP, and I’m just so overwhelmed.
And I’m such a hypocrite.
I would laugh, but I’m a little too stressed for humor.
In nine days…NINE!…we’ll be en route to Tokyo, followed by Kyoto, Paris, and Barcelona. It sounded like a good idea at the time.
I have no idea how to get from the airport to my hotel in Tokyo. I haven’t bought our train tickets yet – even though I know we have to buy them before we leave to get the deal.
I’m kind of freaking out.
Sadly, this freak out is not of the productive, adrenaline-fueled variety. Instead, I find myself intensely studying Kooba bags on Tradesy at midnight. Why? Who knows. But I’m certainly not taking care of any business. I need to make a spare key for our housesitters. I need to figure out the European power outlet thing. I need to write a bunch of copy for the Holiday Look Book at my new job.
But instead, here I am, writing this post.
I know we’ll make it out of here somehow, but at the moment I’m not quite sure how – and I know that I’m not helping things with my extreme, inexplicable, paralyzing procrastination.
Words of wisdom? Advice? Similar issues? Please share!