In another week I will be vacationing in Vancouver.
Kind of excited, except for the fact that I have to fly to get there. My Doctor gave me two Lorazapam just in case I needed to quell the anxiety.
I have avoided flying for several years now, the last flight I took was from Michigan to Chicago for a job interview. It was a short flight but I had to call my best friend to talk me down from my panic. I couldn’t have used the anti-anxiety pills for that flight because I need to drive straight to my interview and be coherent. Or so I thought, they spent most of the time telling me why I should work for them rather than grilling me. *Sigh*. Those were the good old days, when I still received recruitment calls and the company picked up the tab for travel, hotel, and food.
The flights are at least direct, so I won’t have to hop planes. I am looking forward to going, I haven’t had a vacation like this in a long time.
Oh, and did I mention that the bulk of the costs have been picked up by the boyfriend’s parents?