Holiday by Numbers

0: My bank account just before I leave.

 

1: The number of sisters I will be visiting. I will also be visiting one brother-in-law and meeting up with one dance studio.

 

2: The number of times I will be dining in Cinderella's Castle with a few of the princesses. Because one time is not enough for breakfast with fellow royalty.

 

3: The number of things I will forget to pack. So I'll do what sisters do best and borrow some of her things. And of course I'll do it without asking so that she feels like she's back home in Australia. I'm such a considerate sibling.

 

4: The number of times I've genuinely considered creating a list of things to pack. I'm sure I'll get to that list at some point.

 

5: The number of weeks I will be in America. It also happens to be the number of plane seats I'll never get comfortable in.

 

10: The number of minutes it will take to do the braid in my hair for the dance performances. I will then realise that one unruly strand of hair escaped the braid and need to spend another ten minutes doing it again.

 

25: How old I'll turn at Disney World, but highly unlikely to be how old I will look.

 

38: The number of "sleeps" until I leave. I'm sure the last week will consist of nights full of anxiety about things like items I should be packing and excitement about, well, everything!

 

40: The number of times I will need to ask for directions at LAX.

 

5000: My level of holiday excitement, on a scale of one to ten.