T minus 7 days

This time next week, we will be on a plane going to Nairobi. I’m a teensy bit of a nervous wreck. I have cried at Holiday Showdown, The Dog Whisperer (which isn’t as good as It’s Me Or The Dog) and tonight I almost entirely dissolved into a pool of salt water and phlegm during Deep Impact. Hopefully, it’s the lariam. I don’t remember feeling like this when I was doing it ten years ago. But I wasn’t as good at worrying about things then as I am now. Mum, Dad, the cat, money, I don’t think it even occurred to me to worry about anything back then. These days, I’m quite accomplished at it. In fact, it’s a shame it’s not CV worthy.