Hair Day

The drive was uneventful yesterday.  Home and filled to the brim with anxiety.  When hormones meet big travel, I guess that's the perfect storm for me.  I woke up so many times last night with my heart racing and almost in a panic.  It's ridiculous.

But, twice I woke up "remembering" things to do -- I need to buy dog food to take to the sitter AND I need to stop mail.  Phew.  Those were big "forgets."

Best thing I can do today is get as much ready as I can -- that will take the pressure off tomorrow and hopefully my anxiety overnight.

Here's the picture for Asheville.  She's making an adjustment to the little white house in the background to make it more faded, but otherwise, it's finished.  I love it.  

I compromised the morning to just do a walk -- no coffee shop and people watching.  It was fine.  I walked a few miles up the mountain.  Random happy sign.  Asheville is known for things like this.

Here's the new table for plants.  It's an antique -- sides fold down, but I liked them up.  It's a versatile little guy.

Today is hair day, figure out clothes for the trip and a few errands.  Wish me luck on decisions for clothes. Do you have the same indecision problem when you're PMSing??  It's a tell sign for me -- change my outfit multiple times.  Looks like I will have my monthly for the trip.  It really is a bummer because I feel super shitty.

That's all from here.  Have a good day.  Later gators.