Almost ready

For at least ten days before I was leaving my left eye was twitching and I was nauseous.   My stress level was through the roof.   Trying to get lessons ready and not know what to tell Joe, worrying about Joe was ridiculous.   I also was afraid  something was going to happen to prevent me from going away.   Combine all of that with this was my first international trip and what do you get... basket case.   

The day I left was re-telling Joe what was happening and I was going.   He just had this look of confusion on his face.   I packed up then spent time with him.   He still looked so confused.   

He helped me pack the car and watched me leave.   I felt like crying.   At the airport express I was apparently still radiating stress since the bus drive told me to take a deep breath and relax.   I don’t know when the relaxing started.   Perhaps on the bus, or through security or having a glass of wine, at take off or dinging Liz in the Dublin airport.   But somewhere in there relaxing started.