Not long now...

I'm excited

Four days from today I will be busting.

I'll have my passport at the ready.

My suitcase packed.

And I'll be trying not to annoy my boyfriend with questions, like 'are we there yet?', 'are you excited?', 'how excited are you?', 'do you want to sleep?', 'are you watching channel 4?', 'do you want me to stop?'... Mmmmm I'm sorry I will be asking those questions.

In four days I am going to America.

Yes the US of A.

Land of Hollywood, Disneyland, Obama, southern fried chicken, Statue of Liberty... Simpsons.

I am very excited.

I am smiling like an idiot right now as I write this blog. Sad, I know but I'm not apologising for it.

The hotels are booked. The planes are fuelling, not literally. And the visa is organised. But I am not looking forward to the next bit.. packing. I can't pack. I over-pack. This time I need to be strategic.

Do I need a pair of high heels? Probably not.

Do I need a coat? Probably not.

Do I need a cheesy  t-shirt that says, French Kissing in the USA? I think I do.

I pulled out my suitcase and attempted to organise myself but I decided a walk around my neighbourhood was a better option.

Maybe something magically will happen and my suitcase will be packed, and all I have to do is get on a plane...

:-)