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Somebody. Pinch me.
Tomorrow, I will be in Sydney. For a few nights. Child free. And while I’ve been very excited about it, and feeling a little guilty about not feeling guilty (haha), I think my nervous stomach (blergh) has betrayed me. This will be the longest I’ve ever left the Little Mister for. It’s not a super long time (not even a week – four nights), but it’s new to us. Of course, he will be fine with his dad. This could actually be quite good for the both of us. Still, it’s weird. The best thing that could happen is that I have a great time and miss him terribly by the time I get home. Then I’ll know I had just the right amount of time out!
Let’s just say I’ve been terribly stir crazy lately. I am more than ready to shake everything up!
True to Kez style, I haven’t really packed yet. Yesterday I threw stuff at my suitcase. Literally. Just threw stuff. At it. Not into it. At it. I wrote a list, though. I may be crap at packing, but I’m good at lists. I know that by tonight’s end, I will have way too many things in my case. My method of packing is not meticulous and well thought out like my mum’s (she’s amazing). I just throw in ANYTHING I might need and then remove a few things so it all fits. When I reach my destination, I end up living in about 5% of the clothes I took with me and something is sure to be missing. Very precise. Not.
Did I mention that there needs to be room for all the things I hope I can buy while I am there? Oops.
I am travelling with my parents. They were already going over for my dad’s work, but some good timing (and a little advance on my birthday privileges) means that I am now tagging along! I am excited about quality girl time with my mum. We are going to shop until we drop (if picky me can find anything I like)! We are also going to spend time with family friends and a long lost cousin of my dad’s who I am going to meet for the first time (she’s not ‘long lost’ anymore haha).
I find that I am excited about the smallest things.
- Sitting on a plane child free.
- Reading a magazine. I am determined to finish a Marie Claire. Just the one.
- My handbag containing no child related items.
- Doing my hair and make up properly EVERY day.
- No-one yelling out for me in the night (it could be creepy if they did haha).
- Not having to have constant eyes in the back of my head, always supervising someone.
- Not having to plan each day around the needs of a three year old, which can often limit your options.
- Not cooking dinner. No rushed meals as witching hour descends. Sorry, Mr Unprepared! 😉
Sorry not sorry, Little Mister! Haha.
I am going to miss him. I mean, duh. I am going to enjoy photo updates from Mr Unprepared. We’ll probably Face time or Skype or something. I’m going to tell everyone (who wants to know) about him. I will think about him every day – especially when I see/do things I know he’d love. But I am going to enjoy this break. F*ck yeah, I am!
When did you last get a break? What would you do if you could take one right now?