The title to this post says it all. I leave in a nine days and I seriously do not feel ready at all. Most (if not all) of my anxiety is stemming from the fact that I am a really bad packer and I don't want to be embarrassed by either A) having the largest bag in the group, or B) having a bag so large that it is over the 50 pound airplane limit. Both are real possibilities and B has already happened to me before on a group trip. If I can get on the plane without having to open my suitcase and frantically switch things from my suitcase to my carry on, in the process spilling all of my unmentionables on the airport floor and thus further mortifying myself, I will be happy. Indeed, it's the little things in life.
I also really hope I don't leave anything critical at home. Like my cellphone. Or my passport. That would suck.
But really, I'm so excited. Let the countdown begin.*
*Disclaimer: Don't worry, I am not blogging everyday until I leave, lowering the number of days I have left in each subsequent blog post title. I don't have the time and frankly, that would be pretty annoying.