After kissing my father-in-law and my daughter, hubby and I left for the airport at 7:30 this morning. We stopped to fill up the tank, get our necessary large coffees and we were on our way. The day has finally arrived where we’re going to meet our new yacht.
I wanted to feel excited but my night’s sleep was not a good one. During the early part of the night, I got myself stuck in a dream loop – where you keep dreaming the same thing over and over. The dream was all about making sure that I finished the chicken soup! Earlier I boiled down a chicken carcass to make broth and finished it around 10 am. Apparently, my mind wanted to carry on and turn the broth into the finished soup!
Around 2 am I woke with an upset stomach and proceeded to get sick 3 times. I finally drifted off around 4 am and woke at 6 am. For some odd reason, the only thing that could take my mind off my sick tummy was recalling all the guys I dated in the past. Is that random or what?
Was it the nerves about our new yacht that made me puke?
I’m not sure what made me sick – I’ve never been ill like that unless it was too much drink or bad food. I didn’t drink and everyone else was fine – we all ate the same food. Perhaps it was nerves?!
Anyway, I felt good enough to get in the car and thought ‘nothing is going to stop me from checking out the boat!’ We arrived at the airport a full hour before our estimates. Traveling during rush hour is always fraught with slow traffic so we left very early. To our surprise, the entire route went without one slow-down! That’s uncommon for the M25 at 8 am!
Once we arrived our first port of call was breakfast. We gobbled down a full English and then set out to get a few small items we couldn’t get before we left. I found some face cream with SPF and some body sun cream in 100ml bottles. Hubby and I are flying with carry-on’s only so the liquid situation is often a pain.
Where are we going?
So, right at this very moment, we’re now somewhere over mainland Europe heading down to the Spanish Island of Mallorca. We left a grey drizzly England and now I’m looking out at a beautiful blue sky. How exciting. (I, did, however, forget to look on the map to see where this Island is. In actuality, I have no idea where in the world that we’re flying to. Geography was never a strong subject. Note to self – look on a map to figure out where I am).
Hubby and I purchased some Sushi from Yo Sushi before we got on the plane so we’ve already enjoyed a nice light and refreshing meal.
How am I feeling?
Well, it’s the first time I’ve left my daughter with my father-in-law for three full days so I’m a bit worried about that. She’s in pre-school so Dad has to get her up, dressed, fed and to school and then pick her up, entertain her and put her to bed. I do hope he’s okay and of course, I’m hoping Sienna is an ‘angel’.
Otherwise, I’m tired. Perhaps a tiny bit nervous about what’s next to come. I want to be full of energy and excited to see the boat but I’m actually feeling like a long sleep would be better. Perhaps once this 2-hour flight is over I’ll get a shot of excitement? Well…once I’m done writing this I’ll take a nap our do one of my guided meditations. I once read that 1 hour of meditation equates to 4 hours of sleep – I’m not sure if that’s true but I’ll give it a go and see if it helps me last the day.
Hubby seems quiet. He didn’t sleep very well either. It’s hard to explain how this all feels. We’re going 47 million miles an hour and not thinking too much about what we’re doing for fear that the stress will eat us up. Saying that, I’m envisioning us sitting at a bar tonight laughing, smiling, and saying, ‘Oh-my-gosh…this is all really happening!’ I do spend quite a bit of time visualizing my outcomes. Let’s see how this day progresses. I definitely am expecting the entire trip to be fantastic 🙂
For now, I’m going to pull my shade down, whip out my iPhone, and play one of my guided meditations. Perhaps one about staying grounded, centered, or sane? Hehehehe.
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