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I am ridiculously excited for Saturday. This will be a trip of firsts. This will be the first time for Ryan and I to fly, vacation and cruise together. It will be the first cruise either of us has gone on.

Since it is our first, of course I am working on adding gray streaks to my hair. I have been worrying so much over this trip. Not that I am afraid anything bad will happen, more that I am afraid I will forget some important detail that should have been attended to weeks ago. I am worried that we won’t have enough time to have lunch with Laney and get on the boat and settled. I am worried that we will go on a boring excursion. In short, I am worried. I am not worried, though, about my constant worry. This is what I do. I freak out about things I am unsure of and plan until there is nothing left to plan for.
I don’t know when I became such an obsessive planner. When there are factors that are left unknown, I fill the spaces with all the other possible factors and questions. The result is that I am so exhausted from all the worry that I hardly have the energy to enjoy whatever it was that I planned.

In other news, for our anniversary Ryan and I bought a Wii. It may have been an irresponsible splurge, but good God is it fun! Nintendo really came up with something special when they brought Mario into the world. He has so many fun times, he parties, he hangs out in space, he fights villains, he has a ton of friends; Mario is just an all-around fun-loving guy!

Today is blood donating day for me. My goal is to reach the double-digit galloneer status. Eight donations equals 1 gallon and so far with LifeSouth I have donated 9 or 10 times. I have the mug and the license plate. I feel like this is the one real way that I can contribute to the community where I know the service is used for the right purpose. It’s hard to tell where donated money or items will go. The salvation army helps those in need of jobs, but the clothes, shoes, etc that are donated don’t necessarily go to those who need it most. Money donated could go anywhere. It could get used for purposes that are not necessarily for the good of the needy, but for the good of those who control the flow. It is difficult for me to picture someone’s blood being given to the wrong person or wasted.