ALittleWhistle
Mouseketeer
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- Aug 11, 2015
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As the day of our next trip nears, the now familiar feeling of my guts turning to mush once again returns. For the last 4 trips, almost exactly 3 weeks prior to departure each time, I start losing my mind.
I am not afraid of any one thing, really. It starts as excitement: I turn over scenarios in my mind, tiny bits of magic that might possibly happen during our visit, smiling to myself, daydreaming or lying awake at night. And when I do sleep, glorious dreams! Flying on Dumbo! Walking off Splash Mountain and immediately boarding it again!
Then, as the days go by, the butterflies that are making me nauseated disappear, and are replaced with a lead weight in my gut, a feeling that doom is all around me.
Prior to our first trip, I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't complete whole sentences. I woke up in panic mode every day and stayed there. I became irritable, depressed, hopeless. I had physical ailments - headaches, stomach cramps, sore muscles. I did not deserve to finally fulfill this lifelong fantasy, and therefore something was going to ruin it. My dreams changed to nightmares in which we were late for ADRs, my husband could not keep up with my walking pace, my son wanting to go home. I dreamed of hurricanes, tornadoes, car accidents, zombies (okay, not really zombies). I remarked to a coworker in all seriousness that if we could JUST MAKE IT THERE, if whatever impending disaster would stall itself, I would be totally okay with dying on the way back. It was the discussion that followed that led to me talking to my doctor and getting my first as-needed dose of enchantment for the pre-trip, a magically embarrassing tradition that repeats itself each year.
The only non-medicinal cure for my insanity is planning. So I make plans, I review them, I scrap them, I make them again. I plan all the way from the basics, to the characters, to the snacks. We use these plans in a general sense when we get to the World, but mostly it's just a way for me to distract myself. I know by now that we are going to have a fantastic time even if we don't follow a schedule.
So....I joined the boards, hoping that in the remaining 19 days, I can find that same satisfying sense of Disney purpose by making and responding to some posts. I only have 2 other people in the house absorbing my crazy. There are lots of people on the forums, so I figure maybe you guys could take some for the team, huh?
I am not afraid of any one thing, really. It starts as excitement: I turn over scenarios in my mind, tiny bits of magic that might possibly happen during our visit, smiling to myself, daydreaming or lying awake at night. And when I do sleep, glorious dreams! Flying on Dumbo! Walking off Splash Mountain and immediately boarding it again!
Then, as the days go by, the butterflies that are making me nauseated disappear, and are replaced with a lead weight in my gut, a feeling that doom is all around me.
Prior to our first trip, I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't complete whole sentences. I woke up in panic mode every day and stayed there. I became irritable, depressed, hopeless. I had physical ailments - headaches, stomach cramps, sore muscles. I did not deserve to finally fulfill this lifelong fantasy, and therefore something was going to ruin it. My dreams changed to nightmares in which we were late for ADRs, my husband could not keep up with my walking pace, my son wanting to go home. I dreamed of hurricanes, tornadoes, car accidents, zombies (okay, not really zombies). I remarked to a coworker in all seriousness that if we could JUST MAKE IT THERE, if whatever impending disaster would stall itself, I would be totally okay with dying on the way back. It was the discussion that followed that led to me talking to my doctor and getting my first as-needed dose of enchantment for the pre-trip, a magically embarrassing tradition that repeats itself each year.
The only non-medicinal cure for my insanity is planning. So I make plans, I review them, I scrap them, I make them again. I plan all the way from the basics, to the characters, to the snacks. We use these plans in a general sense when we get to the World, but mostly it's just a way for me to distract myself. I know by now that we are going to have a fantastic time even if we don't follow a schedule.
So....I joined the boards, hoping that in the remaining 19 days, I can find that same satisfying sense of Disney purpose by making and responding to some posts. I only have 2 other people in the house absorbing my crazy. There are lots of people on the forums, so I figure maybe you guys could take some for the team, huh?
I hope you had a wonderful time on your trip and it was better than you planned!!
