Time flies and so will I

I'm going to Ireland tomorrow. I think it's great. I get to see my goddaughter and see all the things she can now do - like move abouts. Of course I get to also see my sister and her husband and get to have actual conversations with them. I think I've been talking way too little. Then I get to try their sauna. There's only two bad parts - I have to take a bus at six tomorrow and I'll get back home at like 2.30 on Sunday. But I've decided not to think about those two. I have a bad habit about stressing about not getting enough sleep in advance. I'm trying not to do that. I think I've been quite successful at it now.

I've had quite a nice week (or two). Time just flies. I did have like the worst birthday ever but there's nothing I can do about that. I'm just so used to having parties or at least baking something for my friends that having none of those was just really depressing. Luckily I found some Buko-pepper cheese at the store and having like a taste of home was great. Of course the cheese is like Swedish but at least it wasn't overly salty like everything German.

I should go to sleep now because of the early bus though I sort of want to wait to see if the bnd gets home and we could talk a bit. I'll most likely read a book for like an hour still. I do have to check that I've got everything I need for my trip. Luckily I don't need much. I've got some clean clothes and a pair of wool socks. Money, camera, passport and my printed tickets. I sort of can't wait to get going.