Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Travel: Easy for Some but Not for Me
I am traveling to Hilton Head Island to attend my niece's wedding this weekend. It should be beautiful, and I should be looking forward to it.
So why am I so distressed?
I am distressed because what is easy for most people is certainly not easy for me. Perhaps it should be phrased this way: I am distressed because what used to be easy for me, is certainly not easy anymore.
It all begins with sleeping in a hotel room. Judging from last night's lack of sleep and numerous rude awakenings, I honestly don't know how I am going to do it. Do I bring my two special pillows? The only blanket my feet can tolerate? I'll be sharing a bed with my husband and I'm certainly not used to that. Holy crap! He can sleep the entire night in one corpse-like position. I'll be tossing and turning. And sometimes I cry out in pain when I wake up either with joint pain or with my God-awful skin ache.
Then there are the events. And the clothes. The clothes to wear to the events. What will my skin be able to tolerate? I can't wear yoga pants and bamboo to a wedding.
The shoes. Oh, the shoes! My beloved Allbirds and Uggs are not allowed in a wedding chapel. I needed to spend all sorts of money finding new flats. Forget about whether or not I can dance in them, can I walk in them?
And then there are the plans. People golfing and shopping and touristing and eating out and beaching and - oh, I don't know know - all sorts of exhausting things! What will I do? I'll stay back at the hotel and sleep.
How is it I have come to this?
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