Planning. Replanning. Checking all the web sites in case something new has just opened, which will of course mean more planning.
Waking up in the middle of the night and thinking about calling to check on BWV points. Spending waking hours talking self back out of call.
Looking ahead to 2004, then 2005. Starting to wonder about 2006 now.
Dropping tidbits I've learned from the web to DH, who gets the FUNNIEST look on his face. He may seriously be considering having me commited.
Going back over plans and marking each food event (which is half the reason we vacation) with the date I can make the PS.
Realizing we have no morning at Epcot planned, which probably means we won't get into Mission: Space. This of course requires a massive rework of the whole 7 days.
Making sure I have a backup of my original plan from 3 months ago, just in case I decide it's the best one, after all.
Going back to all web sites in case someone posted something REALLY IMPORTANT that I need to incorporate into THE PLAN.
Dropping into bed each night totally exhausted, with bloodshot eyes from staring at a computer all day long, because of course my job is supporting computer products, which I do from home, which means at every lull I am surfing those Disney sites...
And just as I'm dropping off to sleep, hearing a little tiny voice that sounds much like my old pal Mickey, whispering in my ear "You have GOT to get a grip..."