I remember back when Kate and I started planning on going to San Francisco many months ago, it seemed so far into the future. Now we leave tomorrow!!! We are going early to do some sightseeing first and then the conference starts on Wednesday.
Katie's nervous. I haven't told her yet - so don't say anything to her, but so am I!! Even though I went last year and had THE BEST TIME EVER, I'm nervous all over again.
I'm nervous about getting to the airport in time. The way things are planned, the shuttle bus leaves at 6:00 am and it's about a 2 hour drive to Detroit and my plane doesn't take off until 12:15. But what if something happens?
I'm worried about the actual flight. I'm not a big flyer. Last year when I went to Dallas was the first time I flew in 29 years. I know this because before the last time I flew was when Ron and I went to the Bahamas when Brent was 6 months old. He turned 30 last Tuesday. I don't like the take offs or the landings. I was telling Kate I'm taking a couple of books to reread - favourites I've read before because I know I'll be too nervous to be able to concentrate on something new.
I'm worried that Kate won't like me. We've be on-line buds and partners for months now and got along famously well, but what if it's different in person. I even had a dream she didn't like me.
I'm worried Rosie, another roomie won't like me. Wendy keeps telling her everyone loves me - but maybe she won't.
I'm NOT worried about Wendy 'cause we already shared a room and it was loads and loads of fun - even if she doesn't believe in soul mates and still hasn't read Ride The Fire (see I keep track of the oddest bits of minutia.)
I worry about making a fool out of myself in front of authors whose books I've adored. I came darn close last year when I shared an elevator with Elizabeth Hoyt and almost followed her back to her room. But I think we are allowed one silly fan girl moment. At least that's what I tell myself.
And I keep thinking up new things to be nervous about. If I keep it up, I'm going to be a wreck tomorrow!!
But the thing is - I think we are all nervous to one extent or another. It's normal to be nervous. We wouldn't be real if we weren't. So I'm going to acknowledge I'm scared as hell and then get past it.
At least I'll try.