counting from none

in thirty hours, we are on our way. we will be leaving new york for a stretch of time far longer than any cubicle monkey such as myself would ever dare dream. three months. three whole months languishing in the english countryside, having nothing better to do than play petanque, read in the garden and sleep a lot.

i mean, once we're done towing the car, planning the wedding, screaming at BT, grappling with clients who may or may not know that i'm going to be working transatlantically, wondering when the hell the DSL is going to get turned on, threatening my dressmaker for her utter slackness at delivering the product, sorting out the immigration paperwork we'll need to submit to the US government as soon as we're married and attempting not to kill my family when they descend three weeks before the wedding.

you know. peaceful.

i keep trying to remind myself of the peaceful part of our ostensibly bucolic sojourn. it has been my mantra throughout this week, which has been nothing short of a circus, and a frustrating one at that. and to a certain degree, this has been a good thing, because by the time i fall into bed at night, i'm absolutely exhausted, which means my sleep is deep and dreamless. so i wake up feeling rested every now and again, which is helping me to cope with the fact that my wedding dress has been so delayed that it's having to be shipped immediately to england, that several paychecks are unforgivably late, that my right eye appears to have some sort of mysterious scrape on it, we're behind in our recording, i've lost my National Insurance card, my family is being as frustrating as ever, i'm running out of time to see everyone i love (and am going to miss fiercely) before i leave and i haven't even BEGUN to pack.

i love traveling. i really do. and i'm so excited for this journey. because after four years in this city, of increasing stresses and increasingly shitty jobs, i need a fucking vacation. and clearly, the universe at large is going to make me EARN it.

that, and the whole getting married part. that's pretty exciting in its own right.