emsk | One day I’ll fly away…

And we’re leaving! Heathrow is open, our airline have confirmed our flight is going ahead, and at o’dark’hundred tomorrow morning, we pick up and fly to the UK!

I have packed. Tobermory has not. He is not even home from work yet. His aunt, who very sweetly started emailing me a week or so back as a sort of “welcome to the family!” thing, predicts that he will manage to acquire a duvet and three socks at the last minute, and consider that packed.

I found this highly amusing, and also somewhat realistic, knowing my Tobermory.

I am both excited and a bit nervous. Not so much about the flying, because that’s basically an unknown – maybe I’ll be OK, maybe I’ll be miserable, who knows? Mostly nervous about wedding related stuff. Particularly meeting fifty-odd utter strangers at once.

Whee! We get to go!

Originally published at spinneretta.com
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