Leaving on a Jet Plane
We are going on vacation in a few days. CS is a comics lover, and I love CS. So each year, we head back to the city that married us and go to the Comic Convention in San Diego. This year, my sister will join us to help with Sun.
I so look forward to this trip. The beach on Coronado Island, where we were actually married, is one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. And each year, she’s just as pretty. We were married in 2002 and did not start going to ComicCon until a few years ago, so San Diego will always mean the town where I got married, not the town that is the home to The Con.
I try not to get too excited; try not to get my hopes up to high. Nothing worse than a disappointing holiday. So instead, I spent the better part of today preparing. Writing lists of things we need to bring; arranging for a house sitter that can also deal with our pets and my garden; confirming tickets and reservations; doing laundry.
I get frenetic just before a big trip with cleaning my house. I HATE coming home from vacation to a mess. While away, I think not of my home. And so when I return and walk in the front door, I am always more welcomed when its neat. An unmade bed upon my return can so undermine my time away!
So toys have been picked up; dishes cleaned and put away; a small mountain of laundry washed, dried, folded and put away. And suitcases have been brought from the attic. Last minute matters will be arranged tomorrow. Then we are off to that catch that plane! It will be Sun’s third flight in her two years!!
The San Diego Comic Con brings out the people-watcher in me. So get ready for some pics of crazy costumes and Hollywood’s displays. This is the 4oth anniversary for The Con and is expected to be a big year. Okay, so maybe I am getting a little excited!