It's so close until we leave Cork. I find I'm dwelling a bit on this and the hustle and bustle of organising our "holiday" is stressing me (and probably Beau). I feel like I should be trying to see people and squeeze as much out of the last few weeks. Who knows if or when we will be back?
But this feeling of *should* is also not enjoyable. Grrargh. Telling myself to relax only reinforces the fact that I am *not* relaxed. *headdesk*.
Making friends here, Irish, Kiwi and otherwise has been one of the best parts of travelling. They are what makes Cork a *home* rather than another stop on the visiting trail. However, now that time here is running out I am torn between wanting to hang out with my friends and going out with Beau and exploring the countryside.
Last night Beau was trying to convince me to stop working earlier so that we would have more travel in Ireland time. I'm a temp, so I could stop earlier, but I told both my workplace and my temping agency about a month ago that I would work until the 15th. A week out from that day, with a replacement temp still not completely organised and my supervisor going on leave today, I am *really* not comfortable with telling them I don't want to work anymore. I mean sure, I don't want references, I don't have a contract or anything. They can't punish me for changing my mind. I can punish me though. I *told* them I would stay 'til the 15th!
I already feel bad about us finishing our lease at the end of this month. We told our flatmate (and via him the landlord) that we would be around until Dec. They are both fine with us leaving earlier, but I'm sure that we wouldn't have gotten the flat in the first place if we had said we were only staying 6months. It's all extra hassle for Voltron and I feel bad about it.
I understand that plans can change and that others also understand, I just feel deceptive if I say I will do one thing and then do something else. In regular life I feel I am more likely to be vague/unplanned as I detest making and breaking plans so much, I would rather have no plans at all. Which, lets be honest, is kinda silly.
It's also an issue because Beau and I are having to make plans now, what with the hiring of cars, buying of tickets and asking people if we can crash on their couches. They want to know dates and times.
My brain feels a bit squished. I am looking forward to the travelling though, really! I just hate the organisation that goes with it. It's almost enough to make me want to throw lots of money at a travel agent. Almost.
Point of Fashion: The only black I'm wearing is my shoes! Omg!
Current Obsession: Organising... You realise that we arrive 2 days before X-mas? That means we have to fit X-mas shopping in somewhere too! Beau's mum also emailed about us making quilt patches for another baby quilt so I'll be busy with that next week too. Must go shopping for stuff for that tomorrow. Also need another suitcase to pack our stuff into. Also need to figure out how we are getting the car we are using next weekend and returning it when we are finished. I have stuff to post too!