5 Days Left… Where Stomach Knots Are Born
The trip to Jacksonville was A-OK. But as soon as we pulled up in front of our apartment from the ride back from the airport. It started happening.
Stomach knots.
Of all the things to be tensed up about. I have a final tonight in statistics, I got a week’s worth of work to finish in two days, and I need to lose like 8 more pounds to get back to the weight a was pre-Jacksonville and the Memphis layover. All this time, I haven’t felt anything close to nervous. But it’s all changed now.
Don’t get me wrong; it’s not cold feet. Just the sudden sweep of what the day is going to be like. My girl likes to say it will go by quickly, but everything seems to be moving in slow motion right about now. Finalizing the bachelor party, making sure everyone is straight on accommodations, it all seems to be like static compared to this vague vision I have of what she’s going to look like coming down that aisle.
Just know that Jacksonville is cool. I’ll check in a little later once I get a hold of some Maalox.