Tomorrow I leave for my honeymoon and I have more knots in my stomach than I ever did for the wedding. 

I’m the kind of person who doesn’t really get too excited until I actually arrive at my destination.  THEN, finally, I am on vacation.  Unless it’s a rambling road trip - that’s different.  Otherwise, there’s always flight delays and other issues that can crop up.  Not pessimistic, just very cautiously optimistic. 

Neither E or I have been to Italy before, and new experiences are always cause for me to overthink (worry) about everything.

I’m pretty sure, though, that it will be so beyond wonderful that I will not want it to end.  Wish me luck.