So I have never been to Las Vegas. Seriously. Stop laughing. I have always lived just a short plane ride away, and only a good day's drive, but I have never been there. I have always wanted to, but, it just never worked out. I either didn't have any money to go, was married to someone who never left Missoula County, or had kids I had to stay home and take care of. I have always kept my eye out for a conference that I could go to there, or, maybe a free trip.
Now is my time. I am going to Las Vegas in May for....a work conference! My boss is going with me, and it is an all-expense paid trip. I pretty much told him he had to go or I wouldn't bill any more insurance companies and I would probably just stop coming to work. With a sweet voice and batting eyelashes, it only took him a moment to say yes. Heh.
The downside? I have to leave my kids for 3-4 nights. While they have sporting events going on. Not. Fair. I always predict the worst when I'm not with my kids. Like, I'm going to stay on the 37th floor of the hotel, and there is going to be a major earthquake. Or one of my kids will get a head injury and I won't be back in time to tell them I love them for forever and a day. I just KNOW something bad is going to happen, either to me or them. We have been on multiple plane trips together, the 3 of us, to Phoenix and back. If the plane is going to crash, at least we are all together and can hold hands and pray. If they are not with me and my plane crashes, will they know how much I love them? Will their dad carry on my legacy through them? Will they ever see my family again, or will hard feelings keep them apart forever?
I am ridiculously excited to go to Vegas, have a blast, and take in a show or two. All while going with someone I can have so much fun with. But how do I deal with the anxiety before and during the trip, that something will go wrong? Is it stupid to leave a message video, predicting my demise, telling them I love them more than anything? I seriously need to take a chill pill. Tell me, how do YOU deal with anxiety? A shot or six of vodka might help, but it won't stop the inevitable from happening. Ugh.....and will they hate me if I leave them for 4 nights? I haven't even left yet and my kids already hate me. Right?
