I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Corny? I know.
Surprisingly I’m rather quite calm about the whole thing. With the exception of a 40 minute layover in Chicago which slightly concerns me (I’m going to have to run my heart out to catch my plane & fingers crossed my bags make it), and because I have 140 pounds (!!!!) of luggage, which means I’ll probably have to pay more, I’m feeling quite calm and excellent.
I’m leaving for the airport in 15 minutes. Wait, mom is calling me now! I’m leaving now! Gah! Okay, I’m slightly nervous too…. :)