ready...the pre-travel freak-out begins

I leave on Thursday for my trip to Nashville for my BFF's graduation.

I typically freak out right before I travel. This pattern of freak-out started very early....I remember that when I was little and my family would take a summer vacation, I would say good bye to all my stuffed animals in case I never saw them again. In highschool one time, I wrote letters to a few friends and put them in sealed envelopes on my dresser right before I left for a week in case I died while on vacation. My frosh year in college, I stayed up all night before I went home for Thanksgiving...I was worried I might miss my early morning shuttle to the airport, worried that the power might go out and the alarm clock wouldn't go off, worried that while I was gone the power would go off and my my mini-fridge would get weird, so I spent the wee hours of hte morning defrosting my mini-fridge in my dorm room. There are more stories, but I think you get the point.

My pre-travel freak-out manifested this weekend in the form of a mini-cleaning rampage. Today I wrote my BFF an email with a bunch of questions that I know I already have the answers to, but I just want to be sure. I'm already planning an absurd number of errands that must be done before I leave town. And I have to find time to finish reading the book I started so I can get a new book for the airport.

So, yes, I recognize the freak-out, but if you were leaving town for 5 days, wouldn't you freak out too?