Pre-Trip Outer Thoughts

Sitting on my bed with the heater going and sponge bob on the TV, there are things I could be doing right now. Crashing and yelling feels my ears from down the hall in Sebastian’s room as he strikes his toy to make the car go around the track. A basket of laundry sitting by my bedroom door. There are things I could truly be doing right now. Play with Sebastian, fold clothes, clean up. All things that need to be done, but instead I still sit here on my bed staring at the TV. I am so excited about the trip that I can barely believe it is here basically. I have already met with my group and we have begun our E-portfolio so we do not have to stress as much when it is time to actually turn it in. Preparation has truly started. Now for this packing. I finally decided to start after procrastinating for the past couple days. I flipped the lid of my suitcase back and as the air whipped across my face I begin to smell cinnamon rolls. Here goes another distraction. My tension span seems not to be as long when I have things I need to do. I decided to go downstairs to the kitchen to see if my nose was playing a joke on me or if it was cinnamon rolls being made. As I go around the corner to enter my kitchen Devon is standing there with a smile on his face. My nose had not betrayed me. Side track much? I looked at the clock and 45 minutes had gone by so fast as I stood in the kitchen talking to Devon for what I assumed was about 10 minutes. Time seriously fly's when you are not expecting it. May I have some juice please, may I have some juice please, may I have some juice please! I look down beside me and Sebastian is there with his little voice trying to get my attention. My sweet little boy I will truly miss for the next 9 days. Spider-man onesie with a batman shirt under it. What’s not to miss about this kid. Time to go back upstairs and start packing. Deciding on what to take is so hard when you are going to be gone for a full week. I know what it feels like when it is 60 degrees in Peoria but what about 60 degrees in New Orleans? I go into my walk-in closet and look at my shoes lined up on the floor, how many pairs of shoes should I take, and which should I take? I grabbed my rainboots because I do remember rainboots are a must if you have them! Packing jeans is the hard part my favorite pair of jeans are dark with holes in them ☹. If that is my biggest struggle right now I would have to say I am doing well. Shirts folded and tucked away in my suitcase finally, jeans and leggings tucked in the suitcase, and *ding dong*. I just can not get done with anything now my doorbell is ringing. I’m going to take a break from all the packing. Hmm… back to my bed for more TV.

Pre-Trip Inner Thoughts

As time is getting closer and I sit here in my room at the end of my bed thinking about what is about to happen in the next three days I begin to get nervous. While getting my head wrapped around the excitement yet nervous feeling I have about leaving, I hear my son (Sebastian) cough from down the hall in his room. Ugh! I have honestly never been away from my son for a full week, especially when he's been sick. My thoughts took off once again. What if Devon (my boyfriend) can't hear him during the night and he has a bad coughing spell, what if he refuses to take his medicine while I'm gone, what if I come home from the trip and there is a hole in the wall. OMMMMGGG! Why do I think so much? OK, Ebonnie get it together. The thoughts and feelings that are boiling up under my skin gives me chills. I sat and took a deep breath in holding it for three seconds and blowing out holding it for three seconds. I think I have gotten my mind under control now except I've never been to New Orleans and I do not know what to expect. Vegas comes to mind when I think of New Orleans. So many free spirits in Vegas and you literally never know what you will run into. Seeing a guy walking down the street in a diaper caring a bottle would be considered normal. People would just continue to walk by and not thinking twice about the man. Is this what New Orleans will be like? Smelling food throughout the air. Will there be buildings surrounding the streets with people walking everywhere and not so many cars around? The street seems to be the side walk in every movie, picture, and commercial I see when it comes to New Orleans. I have no clue what to expect. My mind won’t stop going 100 miles per hour. I have no problem over thinking everything as this shows. On the flip side I do get to experience this trip with some good friends I have met through school. This kind of eases my mind because I will not be the only person there who is leaving their family for the first time. I will have people there who are very familiar and remind me of home and I’m sure that will make this week zoom by faster than I would like it to. But before I can get to the end of the week I need to back. Omg! I hope I don’t leave anything!  Jeeze, as I look around at my room coming back to reality from my thought. Looking to my right where my big picture window is in my room one last thought crossed my mind, I WILL NOT BE AROUND SNOW FOR THE NEXT WEEK! As I begin to look away, I looked down below the window and there sits my luggage empty and open just waiting for me to fill it up. First thing first. PACK!