Saying yes was the only easy part

"And you have known about this for how long?" asked the lady in the bank in a very parental tone.

This ranks right up with, "Do you get seasick?" as a question I am tired of hearing.

The answers:  Nine months, and I presume I will not stay seasick for four months.  End of discussion.

I feel a bit like a first time mother, in the "I'm not READY" panic just before delivery.  In fact, my airplane leaves at Ungodly in the AM on Sunday and I have not yet packed one thing.  Still considering what shoes to bring and what outfits to sew.  Just discovered a serious case of mildew in a little used closet.  Refrigerator looking quite full for a gal planning to be gone for four months.  My more organized friends cannot quite believe I am not ready.  I cannot quite believe I have lost my debit card somewhere in the mess.

During the time between applying for this job and having it offered, I decided that my answer was yes, no matter what.  No matter how expensive, no matter how seasick, no matter whether my boss approved a leave of absence, no matter that I was likely to miss the birth of a new grandchild, no matter  what I got paid.  No matter what.

Making that decision was easy.  Living with it is a tad harder.  Come Sunday, I fly to San Diego to start a trip around the world.  I hope you'll join me on this blog.