Tomorrow morning, I’ll get ready and head to the airport. At this point, I just want to get it over with.
I was excited about meeting up with geocachers in the area, and I am still excited at the idea of my 1st out-of-state geocache. But when I told some coworkers, their reaction was less than supportive. I meeting and going into a car with someone I didn’t know? That’s how you get murdered. For the past week I’ve been regaled with stories from Forensic Files, interviews with psychiatric patients and documentaries on serial killers. Because dealing with my travel anxiety wasn’t enough, let’s throw some general anxiety into the mix.
I’m tired of living in fear of things that don’t come to pass. What if I’m involved in a fatality collision driving to or from work? I live near an airport, what if a plane crashes into the house? What if someone throws a cigarette out when driving pass and catches the house on fire?
How much have I missed out on?
What if… I meet some new people and have a great time.
What if… I explore a new city and discover some cool local hot spots.
What if… I get to go back and now have IN REAL LIFE friends to geocache with.
and as my husband has suggested, What If… this trip inspires more travel and weekend road trips to new places.
I guess we’ll see what happens if I get back from my trip.