I’ve consistently found that the period immediately running up to a WDW trip is the worst part of the waiting. I’m about two weeks away.
As recently as yesterday I made some major changes to the plan. But I’m in that weird place where I start feeling negative about the whole thing. On my last trip this graduated into a full-on panic attack the night before my flight.
Why does this happen? Perhaps it’s because you invest so much time — and money — in the trip that it turns into something of a monster. Are the plans realistic? Is the cost justified? Can it really all turn out magically wonderful? Can it really be as great as you’ve been imagining for months and months?
Well, yes. My last three trips were all the best holidays I’ve ever had.
But, well, . . . I don’t know. It suddenly all feels, well, . . . weird.