Unfocused nervousness

[redbird]

I seem to be getting worse at preparing to travel.

It's not just that it seems to be taking me longer to pack--despite using the same bag and having a fair idea of what I want to take on any given trip. It's more that the pre-travel fidgeting is increasing. I'm not nervous about anything specific--which is unfortunate in a way, because it means there's nothing I can take care of and thus resolve the fidgeting. I've an alarm set for 6 a.m., which means I really ought to be in bed by now. But I just finished collecting reading for the train (it's a ten-hour trip, and I can't spend the whole time looking at Lake Champlain), and I have a cup of herb tea (even the weak green jasmine dragon would be a bad idea at bedtime).

cattitude is being basically helpful and practical, making sure I've packed all the essentials, and the not-quite essentials (Montreal isn't the end of the world, I could buy extra socks if I managed to leave them out of my suitcase). julian_tiger is treating it like any other evening, meaning occasional loud meows, bouncing off the walls [this is not an idiom or analogy in his case], and insisting on bits of everything I'm putting into tomorrow's lunch. (Most cats will ask for turkey. Few want cucumber or lime curd.) I'll miss them, much as I'm looking forward to seeing rysmiel, papersky, and zorinth.

Comments

[liv]

You have my sympathy, as a fellow nervous traveller. I hope the travelling is painless and you have a wonderful time when you get to Montreal.

Good Luck!

[the-magician.livejournal.com]

By now I've packed often enough for work trips, for conventions and for folk festivals (and am enough of a compulsive list maker) that I can find a file on my PC with the list of things packed last time and then I carry it around with me, ticking off things as they are found (or done) and as they actually go into luggage.

And yes, one of the first items on the list is "luggage"!

In spite of which, I'm still usually awake at 4am the morning of the trip doing last minute packing or just gibbering quietly about whether I've forgotten anything.

[supergee.livejournal.com]

*sympathy* In my case it's the travel itself that is traumatic. Two days ago, I underwent my nth consecutive case of travel psychosis. For all my Coyote trickster identification, I hate being in liminal states.