Yippee! I am getting ready for my second-to-last day of my current job! I don't know if I could be more excited. They (being people that work in our main office, not my own) are having a "healthy potluck end-of-the-day experience" for me this afternoon, and I am very excited about the loads of fruit and (gasp!) healthy chicken salad (!) I have been promised.
With all the job excitement and lack of healthiness overtaking this blog of late, I have barely mentioned the reason for most of my excitement. On Friday, we jump on a plane and head to Kansas! I am so excited to spend time with my family. It really is our vacation for the summer. People say, "Why Kansas?" And I explain that my littlest brother is there in Lawrence and has the coolest job in the world and lives in the coolest city in the world and I explain the sidewalks, I mean "fitness trails," and Mass Street and the stinky Korean store...just so much excitement!
I'm a little nervous about the plane, though. I haven't flown since 9/11. Not because of fear, but I just haven't. I have a whole slew of fears regarding getting my stuff on the plane, all of which are very silly.
- What if I pack something I'm not supposed to pack? What if I foret to take the fingernail clippers out of my purse? Or someone deems my Clinique foundation suspicious and takes it from me? I'll look scary in all my pictures!
- What if they say my carry-on is too big? I keep looking but can't find anything that tells the dimensions of an acceptable carry-on! What if they won't let me take the bag on the plane and I'm left without my favorite clothes and make-up? (again, I'll look terrible in all the Kansas pics!)
- I had a nightmare that one of my flip flops was confiscated. One that I was wearing at the time. I had to get on the plane wearing one shoe. Now I'm considering not taking flip flops at all.
Ugh! I know it will be fine, and maybe I'm focusing on the stuff aspect to distract myself from the fact that I may be a little afraid to fly. That's fine. Consider me distracted.
I am also really torn about health insurance. My new job has a 90 day wait before I an eligible for insurance. I KNOW I need it, but I also know that in the last 3 years, I have gone to the doctor twice. Twice. What are the chances that I'll contract something in the next 3 months that can't wait? I know, this would be the time where we would get pregnant, even though it hasn't happened for 2 years. Do I spend a ton of money on the transition coverage (COBRA)? Do I not leave the house and pray for no injury or illness? Ugh. I just don't know. But I've got to figure it out. My last day of work is tomorrow. TOMORROW! Yay!
I must get ready for work today now. Have a great day in blogland!