Wheelie Bagging

Last weekend the hub and I went West to his parents house. As I mentioned a while ago, its a great seaside retreat where I eat well, sleep well and enjoy the outdoors... and I did just that.

Whilst there I told him that I feel I need to get away somewhere, on my own, just to get myself together again. He suggested that as he was going to be away from home most of November with his work, I should use that time to go away. So we dicussed where I should go and what I should do and this is the master plan (I'm so excited!!!)....

I've always had a fascination with New York, ever since I was young and I wanted to work for the New York Times. I used to wear 2 watches; one with UK time and the other with NY time so that I could see the time difference. I would look at the UK time and then the NY time, wondering what I'd be doing across the pond at that time... I was only 11!!! Anyway, I've never been! In fact the only time I'd been to the USA was Vegas last year.

So the plan is that I'm going 'wheelie-bagging' across the East coast of the US.

'Wheelie-Bagging' is my version of backpacking, but rather than a backpack and staying in hostels, I'm taking a wheelie bag and staying in lovely hotels! I'm planning to fly to Boston and then visit NY, Philly and Washington so if anyone has any suggestions of places I should visit or things I should do, email me at katherine@urbantraffic.co.uk as I have no idea where to start! But leave NY to me, I want to explore the city inside out for a week or so.

At last, something exciting to look forward to!!!

It's going to be great; no-one will know who I am and what I've been through. I can be myself again and the brilliant thing about it is that I'm going to come back and only have stories about my trip, not cancer cancer cancer as its been for the past 8 months.

Oh and I'm going to take a netbook with me so that I can blog whilst I'm there!

Mashed Up Head

Ok, so I 'can' admit. I'm suffering from stress, exhaustion, trauma etc...

It's tough to admit it but I'm glad that I can. I also thought people who went to councelling and took 'happy pills' were too weak to help themselves so they relied on pills and therapists to mend them. But actually, they're the strong one's. Weak people are the one's who are too scared to admit they need help and pretend they're okay... that used to be me.

I've stored my sad emotions all year to keep myself strong through the operation and treatment and now its over, those emotions have been released and are all over the place! But at least I can admit it, and I'm going to take the rest of the year off work to sort myself out.

What I'm going to do I don't know. But I can't sit in my lounge anymore; I'll go mad! Not sure what to do... but I think I need to get away somewhere.... I just need the radiotherapy burns to heal and then I'm off!