A little worry. As usual.

[valis2]

Last night I finally purchased my ticket to Australia.

This is going to be an expensive trip. And I am really starting to feel the butterflies. Instead of going on this trip, I could be paying off a charge card. Or getting dental work done. Or using it as a down payment on a new vehicle. But I'm going to Australia. Eleven days that will be over quickly, and then I'll be back to the present, with only some pics to show for it.

I know, I know, travel is wonderful, broadens the mind, all that. I just feel really wierd that I'm doing this. I'm usually more practical than this.

But when will I have the chance to go to Australia again?

I just don't know. So I have to try now.

But that doesn't mean that I'm not going nuts. I am going nuts. Really. I'll owe in taxes (I always do every year, the fun of owning your own business) and I'll be broke, and I'll say Why did I take that trip.

*sigh*

I'm certain I'll feel very differently when I'm actually there, but right now, I'm a little freaked out.

Comments

[gypsyjolie.livejournal.com]

Anthony would happily trundle along in the graveyards with you, or meet you for lunch afterwards...if he's in Sydney. Heck, you may meet him at my house in October, depending on his plans.

[valis2.livejournal.com]

Sounds cool! I have to look up the cemetery again so that I can remember which one it is. I'll have to print out directions, we are renting a car. I don't think my friends will want to accompany me...they have a five year old who will be with us, and I don't think that they'd want him to wander a cemetery. ;) So they'll probably drop me off for a few hours.