Ten. This is a good number to start with. Don't all the most important countdowns begin with this number? Rocket launches, bungee jumps, New Year's Eve, you know, all the really big things.
Like moving your family to the other side of the planet.
One of Martin's former co-workers said to him "Man, you must be brave or crazy".
How about some of both. I'm brave he's crazy. Although most days I think I must be half crazy to be feeling so calm about all this. He says to me tonight "I'm so stressed right now I can only imagine how stressed you must be". Strangely, I'm not doing half bad. So that's it; half crazy and half bad.
What does that really mean????
Yesterday Patrick said "I can't wait to get on that plane"! I'm sure he'll feel different after 15 hours in the air.
And so it begins . . . countdown to take-off. Or should that be lift-off . . . as in reaching for the stars??
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