Tomorrow I will be driving to the airport during the noon hour to pick up the first of my two visitors. And then Tiff and I can be excited together! Whoohoo! But wait…there’s more. Just after five o’clock Wednesday, Tiff and I will make another trip to the airport to pick up Hellion. Then we can all be excited together! Whoohoo!
Ok, perhaps this is too much excitement too soon. I should probably pace myself. And I still have so much to do. Cleaning that bathroom is a must. And maybe run the sweeper one more time. Take that garbage down to the dumpster and OMG do I need to dust. But the excitement of the impending good times should be enough to keep me dancing through my chores.
The only time my excitement wanes a bit is when I think about the day I have to take them both back to the airport. When they will leave me and my life will be incredibly empty. At least for the hour or so it takes me to get to my….uh….friend’s place. Then I’ll be smiling again. But oh how that hour is going to suck big time. So I won’t think about that. I won’t think about how fast this week is going to fly by or how much I am going to miss them once they are gone and how we must begin to plan the next trip within days. I’ll just float on my excitement for now.
What about you? Have you ever been so excited about something only to dread knowing it had to end? What was the best trip you ever took and why? And did I mention I’m excited? I did? Oh, sorry. I’m too excited to remember. LOL!