WALES AND WHINE

This is going to be a quick post because I am way too busy freaking out on multiple levels to spend a lot of time analyzing my thoughts.  As far as I can tell, my current thoughts sound something like this, “Aaaauuurrghghhhghhhh!!” 

Here’s why:

1.  I have a great job that I love most of the time, but right now I need it to slow down so I can THINK, or take a few moments out of the day to make an appointment to have something done (like a doctor’s appointment, hair, pedi, etc.) before I leave town in 15 days. Leaving my desk for lunch would be awesome, and maybe managing to get away from the computer long enough to pee would be even better. (Sorry, Mom, I mean “Powder my nose.”)  If new requests would just STOP coming in on an hourly basis, I might actually dance with relief.

Due to this overabundance of work, I am getting annoyed with the people who keep presenting me with more. Really really annoyed. So annoyed I’m thinking of printing this sign and hanging it at my desk, or using it as my screen saver:

I can hear the response now. “You don’t LOOK calm. And your left eyelid is twitching. Oh, and I need this tomorrow.”

2.  I get to go on an amazing trip to Wales in 15 DAYS.  That gives me two more weekends to gather what I need and get mentally prepared. 

Ready for the part where I start hyperventilating? I’m freaking about credit cards and something about a chip & pin versus magnetic strips and the potential to get some sort of pre-loaded Master Card, and all this stuff that sounds really complicated to my brain, which automatically shuts itself down like a blown breaker every time financial transactions, exchange rates, or foreign currency in general are mentioned.  I just want to be able to hand a card to someone and have them take my money. This apparently CAN happen, but I also have to notify everyone (the bank) that I am leaving town and will be using it somewhere else, etc.

I’m sure this will end up being no big deal at all, but for some reason it completely FREAKS ME OUT. What if I get there and my card doesn’t work? What if I can’t buy any cheese at the cheese festival?  Should I just take cash? Euros? Shiny beads? Valium?

I got so crazy about it this weekend – with hubby flashing 3 different credit cards at me I never knew we had and telling me to go online and open electronic accounts blah blah blah…login blah blah blah… verify blah blah blah… that at some point I went in my closet and kicked a box.

Confession: I am not the most mature person on the planet. (This is where you politely plaster a surprised look on your face.) 

Luckily for the rest of the planet, when frustrated beyond words I rarely strike out against anyone but myself. (At least physically.) In fact, I’m lucky I am not in a cast now, as I had no idea what was in the box I attacked. Chances are pretty good that it could have been a stash of books).  I DID limp around for a few hours afterward with some tingling in my toes and a tendon that seemed to be a bit annoyed with me. I know all of this is completely over the top and I will have plenty of time to get everything done and it won’t be the end of the world if I don’t.  It’s going to be an amazing adventure. If I don’t have a stroke before we even get to the airport.

Sandy, (beat the rush and start pitying her now for selecting me as her traveling companion) – when I get like this on the trip, we’ll need a cue so you can signal me that I’m losing it.  Just say something like, “OMG! There’s cheese tossing!” and I promise to shut up and take a deep breath. 

After I kick something. (With my adorable new boots I bought last weekend for the trip!!)

Plus, just in case, I am packing this. Use it at your discretion.

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9 thoughts on “WALES AND WHINE

    • I know I won’t be stranded and abandoned. I have excellent family! So far we are planning 2 tours. One is Romans and Ruins. Can’t recall the other because R & R is all I could wish for. We will travel by train to all points in Wales. All points. Sandy has made arrangements for me to blog from Cardiff each evening, so I will try my best to be a good travel writer! Pics and all. Cheese festival Sunday is going to be major topic, I’m sure!

  1. I hope you’re feeling a little better about it all by now. Just think, in those boots, wealthy and admiring strangers will treat you right should you find yourself lost, broke, or in distress. Or–you are bound to be able to get ONE of all your many friends and family on the phone and we will wire you money via Western Union–I promise! Can’t wait to live it all vicariously…what’s on the itinerary so far?

  2. Ann, I think you need me to come pack for you. It is one of the skills the Lord blessed me with and I’m offering it as a stress reducer for my fav blogger! You will greet Wales with nary a crease or wrinkle, and your uber organized Samsonite will be the marvel of your traveling companions! Not to brag, but so you’ll know I’m not blowing steam out of my travel iron, I’ve had friends photograph my packed luggage and even had a note of compliment from a TSA luggage inspector. From Facing Alabama just for you!!

    • Barry, I may just have to take you up on that. I’m a wreck! My packing skills are nil. You are too generous. But I’m breathing easier already. I can pay in food and beverages! Ask Max & Tony for my references.

      • Will do! I hope I’m not too late!! Will be in touch with M&T for essential contact info… BLOGGER PACKER TO THE RESCUE!!!!!

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