One Day More

#65: Countdown to Sydney

Don't you just love that song "One Day More" from Les Miserables?
ValJean's deep voice would thunder "One day more..." and you'd instinctively wait for your cue to sing Marius's line, "I did not live until today..."

Okay, that's probably too melodramatic but hey, there's only one day more before our flight to Sydney and while I know it's not supposed to change any destiny and that we had actually been living before today (hence, none of ValJean's nor Marius's lines really mean anything to us), I just feel like drumming the excitement up a little bit.

Elna, my travel companion and very dear friend from way back in High School, has already packed her stuff. I called her last Thursday and she answered the phone panting. She was apparently trying to "layer" her clothes for autumn in Australia in the heat of the Philippine summer. Way to go. I just tossed a couple of jackets and scarves in my suitcase and figured everything will pack itself by Tuesday morning.

I still have two presentations, two contracts, one performance plan and one brand analysis to think of before I can feel guilt-free about being all Romy-and-Michelle about this trip. (No one say Paris and Nicole, please. Pam Skaist-Levy and Gela Taylor, maybe, but not Paris and Nicole. )

One day more...


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