2002-06-05
"Hunger for the world travel, stimulating discussion, lift me.
It hit me tonight - it's exactly a month and a half before I get on that flight to London. And after sitting down and working out my finances after work tonight, I'm feeling a lot less stressed about the whole deal. I've got approximately $1500 to pay off the airfare, and four more pays - about $850 each - to do it in. So I think I can manage Sydney, despite nasty flight prices. Even that new pair of shoes and some decent underwear. ;)
Thinking of it in those terms helps with the intervening period, just as my counsellor suggested it would. "So many sleeps". *grins* Breaking it up into a less insurmountable amount of time. Six weekends. Not that long at all really.
Mel called me at work tonight, and we talked plans. Intineraries. Strange customs and handy traveler hints. Every day brings me a step closer, nudges me into doing some of the many tasks that must be done - packing up my stuff for storage, arranging road trip-ness, figuring out just what I want to do in London. ;) Arranging payments from my bank account to the credit card automatically while I'm away, to save stress on Dad. Final bills, wrapping up work stuff, getting to and from various airports, all that stuff.
It's all organisation that's needed doing for a while, but for some reason I've been unable to do it. I've been feeling so flat on the weekends - the only real time I have to do stuff - and too busy on weeknights. But the surge of energy I got form last Sunday's tai chi lesson has carried me through to today, and I've recharged the psychic batteries again tonight with an excellent session, so I'm feeling much better.
It's not so much running away as running to, really. Going on a pilgrimage, a quest, of sorts. Looking for someone I can feel comfortable being. Because sometimes you just have to get away from the static in your everyday life before you can see things clearly. :)
Thinking of it in those terms helps with the intervening period, just as my counsellor suggested it would. "So many sleeps". *grins* Breaking it up into a less insurmountable amount of time. Six weekends. Not that long at all really.
Mel called me at work tonight, and we talked plans. Intineraries. Strange customs and handy traveler hints. Every day brings me a step closer, nudges me into doing some of the many tasks that must be done - packing up my stuff for storage, arranging road trip-ness, figuring out just what I want to do in London. ;) Arranging payments from my bank account to the credit card automatically while I'm away, to save stress on Dad. Final bills, wrapping up work stuff, getting to and from various airports, all that stuff.
It's all organisation that's needed doing for a while, but for some reason I've been unable to do it. I've been feeling so flat on the weekends - the only real time I have to do stuff - and too busy on weeknights. But the surge of energy I got form last Sunday's tai chi lesson has carried me through to today, and I've recharged the psychic batteries again tonight with an excellent session, so I'm feeling much better.
It's not so much running away as running to, really. Going on a pilgrimage, a quest, of sorts. Looking for someone I can feel comfortable being. Because sometimes you just have to get away from the static in your everyday life before you can see things clearly. :)