Occasionally I worry

There are times I wonder about the decisions I make.  Fairly often I go with what my gut tells me would be great fun.  The less time between that decision and the action of follow through the better because when I have time to reconsider I have a tendency to worry or over plan or just plain over think all of the reasons my choice was a dumb idea.  The farther out the time between the decision and the action the worse it gets.

Right now I am seriously rethinking my decision to go on a road trip with my sister.  Oh not to the point of not going.  That bell has been rung, tickets have been bought, plans made and what not, no backing out now. But my brain is telling me about all the things that could go wrong. Flood, fire, earthquake, nuclear war ya know just the common problems that plague a lot of road trips.  *sigh*

The fact that we are flying to our starting location complicates the carry of my usual paranoia reducing talisman of good a multi-tool/pocket knife since I am trying to not have checked luggage. I’ll deal mostly because I am not big on the idea of lost luggage more than I am on the idea of not having my EDC lump with me.

Admittedly I considered restarting my Prozac for this trip since my sister and I have had a… well… a strained relationship for years that has just recently begun to heal. However I am doing well. I am stabil. She and I are doing well.  There is no reason to think we are going to degenerate into some form of interaction that would require me to either have an alibi or take a greyhound bus home and let her figure out how to drive back by herself.  OK, so maybe there is a couple of reasons but none that are terribly likely.  Just the fact that we are about to spend 4 or 5 days driving across the United States, alone, together in the cab of a moving van doesn’t mean anything uhm, volatile, will happen right? Right? Anyone? Anyone?

Really this is literally just my anxiety talking, I know.  I think that I am a pretty chill person most of the time. I like the adventure of traveling by car or in this case moving truck brings.  Road tripping is something I like to do even if I dont get to do it often.  You get to have far ranging conversations with your traveling companion and see amazing things together that make for a great bonding experience. I’m gonna keep telling myself this as I pack for my flight out on Wednesday.  It’s gonna be fine!

Updates from the road maybe! WordPress’s mobile app is pretty robust so it just might happen.

One comment

  1. As someone deeply fond of her psychoactive meds, I’d be tempted to take a small supply with me. However, it sounds like it’ll be a blast! Have a great time!

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