Packing Dilemma.......

It has been such a long time since Ive got on a plane and gone anywhere that I have forgotten how to pack a bag without second guessing myself on every turn...hmmm! should I take 4 pairs of socks or three.....jeez!

As you probably guessed by now I don't like to stray to far from home these days and if it wasn't for the persuasion of CCN and Madame Wombat.....I still wouldn't. 
 
I am also going to meet Jen from Newcastle Downunder and hopefully some of those lovely Blue Mountain blippers...so I am very excited all round.

I feel very privileged to be staying at Wombat Hollow even more so since those two blipped the  Waratah room in which I will be staying....gotta love that.

Then I finally get to see my Grand Niece who is nearly two years old and I still haven't met her......we don't have a big family and it has felt very remiss that I haven't made the trip to Sydney before.

It feels as if my feet have been rooted to home for the last several years....unusual for me having always had the genes of a Gypsy....perhaps this is a trip...the first of many to come...I hope so.

Took the kids up to the lookout for a bit of a run and a blip ...this time tomorrow I will be laughing  and blipping in the Blue Mountains with the girls.......for now though...Ahhhhhh! back to the packing dilemma.

“Travel brings power and love back into your life.”
― Rumi (not the dog)