3…2…1… LIFTOFF!

That’s right, tomorrow I’ll be leaving on a jet plane for my family’s annual vacation in Florida with all of my cousins and uncles, and I couldn’t be more excited. This vacation is much needed right now. I’m looking forward to relaxing on the beach with a good book.

Part of this yearly trip also results in pre-vacation stress. Last year, I remember sobbing in my room before my trip as I packed, still upset over my breakup with my then-boyfriend, while texting multiple friends who were all telling me to just get over it. I think I was still throwing things in suitcases at midnight. We left the next morning at 3:30 am. But you know what? When I came back I was okay.

This year, I haven’t packed one thing yet. I know what I have to bring (I’ve been doing this since I was 6 months old) but I haven’t got it together yet. I feel like I have fifty million things to do before we go… I’ve got to finish this shift at work, go home, have a riding lesson (unlikely, since its pouring) then put the horses out and clean their stalls for the second time today. Then it’s getting ready: painting the toes, setting out my clothing for tomorrow morning, and packing. My best friend is coming over for a few hours, then I’m going out to dinner. Then it’s home again to do chores and make sure the barn is clean, then finish packing and finally bedtime.

That list just makes me exhausted. I’ll be on a plane tomorrow at this time, reading in the air and barely containing my excitement to reach my second home, the one of palm trees and white sand beaches.

The only thing that bothers me about leaving this year is the lack of knitting. I’ve really become quite attached to it since my long hiatus during school, and I’m just starting these exciting new projects. I really don’t want to leave it behind. But, alas, I’m no¬†Yarn Harlot, who regularly brings her knitting on the plane… And lives to blog about it.

Regardless, it’s a long drive to the airport, so I think I’m going to stuff the Fuzzballs into the vehicle and leave them there while we’re away. Then, when I come back, I’ll have something to do on the drive home. I just can’t imagine sitting in the car for 2.5 hours without anything to knit. We’ll be home during rush hour too, so I think that the knitting is definitely going to be necessary.

Until I’m gone, I’ll be planning my first sweater escapade. I’m nearly paralyzed with fear about starting something that big; I’m sure it will take me months to finish. None the less, I’m searching for patterns until my shift is done and I’m free to prepare for the beach life.

I’ll be back in a week, with a photo heavy blog post and a nice tan (unlikely, but a girl can dream)!

PS. Just thought I would mention that I’ve written this post to the soundtrack of a leaking ceiling in the library… Guess the rain has finally come!