No near-departure time would be normal without a crisis or two to worry about. Miss Maisie had a health crisis as it turns out she’s losing weight unintentionally. Fear not, it’s “just” IBD, and treatable, but we found that out only after consulting with a specialist. And Mom had a turn in the ER over the weekend which turned out ok, I think. I worry as a full time job so it’ll be hard for me to turn that off and get out of dodge so to speak. But I’m in the single-digits now and really just need to get on that plane.
My April trip took a bit of a turn when I couldn’t find flights home that weren’t over 20 hours and three stops. I’m already barking at the work limit of 10 business days off, I can’t take two to get home. So I scrapped the tour and decided to do a week in Slovenia on my own. I’ve been walking/running a lot with iFit on my treadmill and see that there’s so much more to Slovenia than the tour was going to cover. I can leave Croatia for another time. And as a bonus, I’m stopping in London on the way home for 2 nights to see my favorite band Elbow…finally! They announced their tour after I’d booked the Adriatic tour and I couldn’t finagle it, but now I can. All’s well in the end. So I’ve booked all the flights and hotels for that and will have it to look forward to when I get back from Kenya.
2023 was a tough year with work and other stresses. I’m mentally spent and really tired. I’m long overdue for a break. I don’t write this for attention or sympathy, but only to remind myself when I get back how rough I felt before I left home. I know that this safari is a cure for all that ails me. It always has been. 6 more days of work. Nearly there….
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