I'm going to Munich on Saturday.
Yup, I said that like someone who does these type of things often, dontcha think?
Long story short it is a work trip for the hubby. This is not normal for us, people who wear orange shirts to work don't often get flown to Europe with their partners for a week. And I'm completely crapping myself.
Not because of the plane or the whole foreign country thing. I have travelled lots (as a stinky backpacker) and I LOVE Germany, or at least I LOVE Berlin. Also, planes don't freak me out at all, I actually am totally looking forward to the 20 or so uninterrupted hours.
(Something that only a mother of a 2 and 5 year old could say.)
It's because I am going without my kids. Did I mention that? We are leaving the little people with my amazing parents who I am super grateful for.
So yes, I'm taking a lttle bloggy holiday for the next week or so. I may get a chance to pop up some of Scout's party pics on the blog before I go but I also may not, I'm taking it easy, trying to stay calm and just hanging with the kids. I want them to be chilled and happy when I hand them over to the parentals.
Also, I would like to be chilled and happy myself but I am a total mess, last night I kept waking up and counting how many nights until our trip, and not in an excited way. In a holy-crap-I'm-leaving-our-kids-way.
It's not something that feels natural to me, but fucked if I'm going to live my life in a comfort zone.
p.s totally going to try to get my hands on some of those Munchen Adidas badboys while I'm there.