I’m sitting at the airport in Boston. Waiting to take the second half of flights to go to St. Thomas.  I’ve had about 2.5 hours of sleep. Soooooo sleepy. But it’s pretty here. Snow is falling. Should be a lovely contrast to the warm tropical weather we are heading to.

My heart has been acting up a bit. Not entirely happy about that but whatever.  Guess I should be used to it by now.   I’m still a bit nervous for this vacation.  Not sure why. No reason to be. I guess I’m worried that I’m going to annoy T. He’s been a joy to travel with so far. I’d hate for me being tired, stupid or just me being me to somehow screw all of this up.

This is the first time I’ve wanted to go on a vacation with someone in this way.  I’ve vacationed with friends,  but not as a couple alone.  Have had a couple people ask if we’re honeymooners.  Awkward.  Nope. Just a trip. Who knows, maybe someday, but I get the impression that won’t even be in the cards with anyone for a long while yet.  I have mixed feelings about that.  Ugh. Guess we’ll see how it all goes. Fingers crossed for me?

No doubt,  I’ll check in again soon.