Tuesday, September 4

Planning to plan

I should be sleeping.

And if I am not sleeping I should be sorting clothes. Sifting through and seeing what looks nice enough to wear in the company of strangers while we kick up our heels on holidays. Or at least that was the plan. Get the clothes sorted and out the way. Leaving room and time to get all the other things done. Fun things like cleaning so everything is nice for us to come home to.

We are meant to be leaving in on Friday. Apparently that is only four sleeps.

That can't be right. I have way too much to do for there to be only four sleeps till we leave. My heart is racing faster the more I write. This is how I had it all planned.

The world is speeding up and starting to spin too fast. I am not sure if I can hold on for much longer.

Actually that is not completely true, I may be exaggerating it all a little in the hope of getting a blog post out. Which is not such a bad thing since it is Tuesday and all. Which for those out of the loop means Diary of a SAHM is hosting #IBOT (I Blog on Tuesdays). Only the coolest weekly linky this side of the blank stump and possibly even beyond.

Blogging has taken a bit of a back seat of late. I hate it when that happens, but sometimes that is just the ebb and flow of the writing world. Looking back through the years though these months always seem the lightest in terms of writing. I guess there is just too much fun to be had at this time of year.

Fingers and toes crossed though that there will be plenty of writing time on the road trip and a flood of posts that follow. Mind you given how much I love watching this wide brown land of ours fly by there is a chance writing time may get over looked.

Have I mentioned how excited I am?

One of the things I am really looking forward to most is the alone time we will have together. For some four days, the five of us are going to be stuck together. Total bliss I tell you. When all the other outside forces are removed we all seem to get on so much better.

Mind you I still have to get through the next few days. One of those times when so much to do you have no idea where to actually get started. I have little half piles and projects all over the place, which may make it look like I am very busy but instead I find myself questioning how much is actually getting done.

Sitting here staring blankly at the screen isn't really helping either.

I always manage to come up with such wonderful plans but so rarely do those plans pan out like they should. Perhaps there is a fault with my planning skills. Perhaps I am not really planning perhaps I am actually just creating an idea that is need of a plan. Hence why nothing goes to plan. Perhaps.

One part of the plan that has gone well is that Miss Eleven's hockey team did not make the grand final. Had they have made the final our plans to leave on Friday would have been dashed and instead we would have had to make a new plan to leave lunch time Saturday. It was quite bitter sweet watching the game. I was torn between want to leave and wanting her to succeed. In many ways it was supposed to be a winning situation.

None of it really matters now though, other than the original plan still stands.

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