Three days until we leave and it feels so good….
Words cannot explain how incredibly excited I am. On the Food Network last night Bobby Flay did this hour long special on food in Ireland and I became overcome with emotion, saying to myself “I’m going to be there in a matter of days.” I don’t know why it’s always meant so much to me… its been the stage for my dreams since I was a girl and the history of their ancients has always resonated with my inner truths. Maybe would explain why my son is ½ Irish at least.
Today I got a good start on my packing. Cleaned out the makeup bags, folded all the clean clothes we are bringing, collected the photos we’re to bring, started throwing stuff in to the carry-ons… 80 pounds of stuff is starting to feel like a possibility.
Tomorrow I have payroll work for a client, Tuesday I’ll be getting my mane colored, Wednesday we get up, pull our stuff together and go! Baby’s daddy never saw his son this weekend. He did care to call to tell me so… hes not doing well. My heart aches for him, I know he hates that we are going without him. My success highlights his failures, and though I wont stop my drive for attaining the life I want… I wish him all the success and love. Also, something tells me that there’s a 65/35 chance he’ll end up home while we are there. I’ll keep you updated.
Oooooooo yeah. Only 72 hours till my dream comes true!
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