While finishing a job for a client this morning, I found an image that I could NOT stop staring at. It was of a beautiful little picturesque seaside / coastal town. I kept opening and closing it and eventually phoned the sender. "Where was this taken?" obviously he could not remember -didn't know which picture I was talking about. Eventually he figured it out and said it was taken in Paternoster. "What?" Paternoster. Okay. *Click.
I then spent the next hour on Google looking at every possible image I could find of this place, looking at maps. I mean, I am from Kwa-Zulu Natal, I've just lived in Joburg for how many years. Paternoster could be freakin anywhere. Except that it isn't. Apparently it's about an hour and a half from Cape Town. See how it all came together?
So I just called and made a booking. We will be going here very soon. A little seaside cottage. Boats. I totally LOVE boats. And life will be absolutely perfect for two nights and three days. I actually cannot articulate how excited I am right now.
Also, I just realized that Graeme and I have not gone away (anywhere) by ourselves, as a couple... For three years. Not since our honeymoon. Graeme and I have not been away together since we got married. We have been so wonderfully consumed by the boys, and our careers... You know how things go.
Once I made the booking, I started panicking.
Who will we leave the boys with? What if I can't do it? What will I wear -DO I have a white beach dress? I have never been away from Benjamin, not even for one night. He is almost two years old. I couldn't possibly leave the kids. What if I don't enjoy it? I should get a navy dress too. I look good in navy blue. Maybe my mom can come up for the weekend, stay with the kids... They love her so much. I wonder if they'll have crayfish? Country Road will have navy dresses I'm sure. I must remember my camera. What if the kids cry for me? How can I have fun when they're missing me. What if they don't miss me at all? My mom is really good with them. Oh my gosh, what if they DON'T miss me? I wonder what wine goes best with crayfish.
You know, we are going. And it is going to be wonderful. And I am not going to feel guilty, and it is going to be fun and romantic and the kids are going to be just fine. Right?
