Trip Anxiety

OK, the excitement has taken a break.  It's hitting me.  I've started packing and I'm nervous.  How am I going to go 10 days without wearing gym clothes as normal day-wear??  Well, actually, I'm going to wear yoga pants on the plane, so maybe it's more like 8 days.  But, in all seriousness, I'm really nervous! 

I've never really been scared to travel, but this time I feel like I'm going into this trip blind.  I've had zero time to research the places we're going.  I have NO idea what I'll do with my free time... probably tag along with someone who knows what they're doing.  As much as I am desperately looking forward to a real break from my "day job", I have no idea how I am going to handle not talking to my family for 10 days.  I don't know how my kids will do (they'll probably be just fine, since they'll be with Tony and their Nana and PopPop), and if someone tells me they miss me or are acting up, I won't be able to do anything about it.

I'm trying really hard not to exercise any "control-freak" organization of the kids' stuff for their time while I'm gone.  I do really trust that it'll all be OK.  They'll be fine.  I just don't know how I will be.  All I can do is hope that things that matter go right.