NO regrets!!

I booked my trip. I am going to New York City!! I will be there for the 4th of July, and I want to see the fireworks over the Statue of Liberty. This is my year of Independence, and I want to do it in style.

I almost didn’t book it. I almost talked myself out of it, saying, I should do the responsible thing. Invest the bit of money I have. Put it away for things that need doing. For that emergency. For that horrible event that is bound to happen,. 

Fuck. It. 

Call me a god damned grasshopper if you like. But this is now. This is the time I have. I may never get another devil may care moment like this and I’m going to take it. It is completely irresponsible. I have already had moments – like when I booked my ticket, and then the hotel – where I thought, oh my god, this could be a trip to my parents house. A cheaper trip where I get to relax by the pool and hang with my Mum. This could be a sliding glass door. This could be saved up and part of my tummy tuck that I dream of… but I have had New York on my to-do list radar for a good three years. With a week of vacation coming up, and the ex leaving the province, meaning I’ll be 24/7 Mum-on-duty, I couldn’t let this opportunity pass me by.

Sometimes you just have to throw caution to the wind and jump.