I'm thankful to say that I will be road trippin' this August. The previously unfortunate cancellation of the trip had me worrying about how the heck I was getting back to Mount Isa after a month's time of being in another state.
For those who had no idea I was even going anywhere, here's the short version of it.
A friend of mine (code name: Loki - For any privacy issues concerned with the mentioning of said friend's name) and I decided a couple of months ago that we needed to get away, have a long deserved holiday/break from our tragically depressing lives (hah). A road trip along the east coast of Oz became the initial plan and we had already started planning, however, due to circumstances out of our control the trip was henceforth cancelled. Now it's all good! Things have been sorted out and both Loki and I are able to go ahead with this.

When we both decided the first time that this was what we wanted, I was determined and excited and all things happy. That was literally 3 months ago. My adventure starts at the end of July, which scarily enough is only a few weeks away. I'm still excited, just jittery now. Most times I have to concentrate on breathing because this whole thing overwhelms me. This is big for me. I guess from an outsiders perspective I would look kind of silly being all worried and all, but trust me, if knowing me at all? I'm feeling a tad bit paranoid. I have no idea why though. Actually that's not true, there are some obvious things to worry about when going on a severely long road trip over three states. But am I really nervous about the trip so much as to what will happen between Loki and I during this wild escapade of outdoor adventure? We should be fine. We've been through worse. (LAUGHS OUT LOUD!)