...and this time I'm definitely getting on a plane! It's been a crazy week but I'm ready. It's finally happening.
You might be wondering, "wait - wasn't she supposed to leave on the 4th?" Yes, yes I was. But let's be honest, we all knew that was going to change. I've waited this long, what's an extra 4 days?
You may know this about me, but I have serious packing anxiety. I hate packing. Hate. It. Plus, I've never traveled for business before and I'm pretty sure I've never had to live out of one suitcase for 5 weeks. Those added variables plus the dread I feel at the thought of possibly not packing something I'll really, really need and/or want at my destination made this particular packing experience super fun. Enter Lillian, the woman who can go to Egypt for 10 days with only a carry-on. Seriously, I watched her do it. Answering my last-minute plea for help she came over last night and whipped me into shape. My carry-on may or may not fit into the overhead bin, but my checked bag is under 50 lbs, which is nothing short of a miracle for me. Don't judge. Also, as multiple people have reminded me, it's not as though I'm going to a place that doesn't have stores.
I managed to de-Aisha-fy Chris's spare bedroom before I left, too. I wanted him to be able to host Thanksgiving without his overnight guests wondering about his decorating choices. It's as though I were never there, as long as you don't look in the dresser drawers...or the closet...or under the bed. I don't think I'll ever be able to thank him enough for his generosity.
I'm number 1 on the wait list for business class, again thanks to Chris's generosity (and his mega-super-plus elite status on United). It would be really nice to sleep horizontally for this 13-hour flight, so fingers crossed someone who bought a business class ticket decides they don't feel like flying to Dubai today. Deep breaths, one thing at a time, everything is as it should be.
