in fact there have been numerous times where we've thought, hey! wouldn't it be fun to go to Hawaii? or somewhere tropical, at least. but by the time we're done going through the logistics of such a grandiose trip, we're both anxious and hyperventilating. needless to say, those trips never make it out of the planning stage before we've put the kibosh on them. besides, to bribe someone into babysitting nine kids for a say, a week, we'd have to prit near fork over our life savings.
obviously, I want to make it as smooth as possible for the
consequently, with so many things to remember to do, my brain starts to short out. thoughts begin popping up in my head, with no rhyme or reason whatsoever. one second I'll be thinking about what I need to pack for the trip. the next, I'm reminding myself that I need to pick up more diapers. as these arbitrary thoughts repeatedly enter my head, the more scatterbrained I become, and pretty soon I'm telling Gary things like, "don't let me forget to pack diapers."
"diapers?" he questions. "aren't you potty-trained?"
"no. actually yes. I mean, I don't know." HELP! I can't think straight anymore!
oh well. I'm sure everyone will survive, but still. it's hard not to stress about it.
please tell I'm not the only worry wart!