Tomorrow, I have to take the rented car back. Pack my small suitcase. Get my paper work, e-tickets, money, passport, FM3, doggie health certificates all in order for easy access. My plane leaves for Vancouver at 5:00 pm.
Physically, I am a mess. Mentally, I am somewhat numb. I am so much more balanced now, however, stress I still have some issues with stress. I open the fridge door and pull up a chair. I have gained at least 20 pounds. It feel like rolly and polly, the twins. It's not comfortable. I am not comfortable .... oh, did I say that? My nails are broken, chipped, short and dirty. Old nail polish clings here and there. Why don't they have a spa on these long flights? I need a hair cut. I look 10 years older than when I arrived (at which time I looked 10 years younger). Now I look exactly my age ..... did you get that? I did manage to colour my hair (top secret of course) late this evening before I went to bed. It's now 3:00 am in the morning ... I'm wide awake and there is no one to dance with! Damn!
Habibi knows something is afoot. For every step I take, he takes two. His big brown eyes lock with mine and question me. He's like glue. A lovely little pot of white glue.
Tomorrow night I stay at the Fairmont Airport. I'm having dinner with an old and dear friend. It will be fun. The next day I fly out around noon, arriving in Mexico City at 8:00 pm. After customs, a driver is meeting us to take us straight home. It will probably be a 4 hour drive at night. As you know, Quinta de Luz is not ready. We will be staying in Sylvia's guest room, in her beautiful home. Her guest room has it's own private terrace with a fountain. Bliss. I'll keep you posted. By the way, do they have a happy hour on the airplane? I think I will recommend it. Two for one from 4:00 pm to 6:00 pm. Just what they need, a plane full of drunks at 38,000 ft.!
'Aunty Diane' with the 'baby' shortly after arriving from Mexico.
Habibi, Aunty Diane and Tippie Girl.