Fear of flying?

I have been so excited about the trip I forgot. I don’t like flying. Well really I don’t mind flying it’s all that goes with it I don’t like. We usually travel by car. If I think of something else I want to take I just stick it in the car. Now everything must be packed more carefully.

In addition to leaving my kid on their own with us 3,000 miles away, I worry about things like finding the airport, getting there on time, finding parking, the right concourse, the right gate. Deciding to check a bag or struggle with a carry on. What can you carry on these days and what is a no-no? Getting through security – and lets not even talk about trying to bring any toys!

I heard one story shortly after the crack down. A pilot was annoyed because security took his finger nail clippers from him for ‘security reason’. This was the PILOT folks! What did they think he was going to do – take control of the plane???

But once on the plane I’m fine. I like flying, its fun. But then we need to change planes in Texas and those ‘where am I and where should I be’ worries start again. Then we arrive at our final destination airport we have to get to our hotel. This has its own challenges. Now both Eva and Adam and Grace and Bossman have offered to pick us up but that scares me too. We don’t want them in extra traffic either and then there is getting our luggage, finding whoever is picking us up … I think we will just grab a cab.

Why am I putting myself through all this? LOL! You know why! I am going to be with three of my favorite women on this planet! I get to see all their men. I get to show off my man. I get to sit and talk with them and joke with them and discuss spanking and their favorite implement, and their favorite toys, and favorite positions and their deepest desires – and I can do it all while resting my fingers.


Am I excited? I feel like a kid who has just been given a pony and a life time ticket to Disney World!! Soon girls, soon!!