20 Days to Go...

Only 20 day to go and things are starting to get tense. I've been worried over the last few weeks as I've been feeling a bit numb to it all. The question of "are you excited/nervous?" has been met with an uncomfortable shuffling of my feet and an "errrm...". I wanted to be excited but I was having difficulty summoning the feelings.

I spoke to my Mum on Friday and she made me feel better, as she so often does. She told me that when she books a holiday she gets really excited. Months later when it's almost time to go you have generally used up your excitement but just before she leaves it comes back with a bang. She's right - the move to Australia has been nearly a year in the making. We've already got excited about our new life and where we will live and we've also got upset about leaving our family (although I'm sure that's going to have nothing on how difficult it will be to actually say goodbye).

Little did I know that I only needed to wait until Sunday and I would have realised that I was worrying over nothing. I'm starting to feel a bit nervous. Ok, I'm freaking out and Phil's not doing too great either. I don't like to fly but usually I get through it by thinking about the amazing holiday I'm going on. Well this isn't a holiday. No, really, it's not. Plus, I'll have just said goodbye to almost every important person in my life. Of course, the most important person will be sat there with me but he'll be in the same position as me.

I decided that we need to get the initial excitement back so last night we went out to dinner, I put our Sydney book on the table in front of us and we read about all of the things we have to look forward to: Australia Day, Chinese New Year in China Town, Mardi Gras, and all of the obvious things like weekend snorkelling, beautiful beaches and gorgeous weather. We feel better today thanks very much and we agreed that we need to talk about the positive aspects of "The Big Move" every night before we go to bed. Most of all we need to be there for each other. Just 20 days to go... Oh crap, I think I better phone Phil for a pep talk.