I’ve said this before and in 61 years, nothing has changed!
It is rare that I get excited about anything, mainly because in 99.999% of cases in my life it has all gone belly up and I have ended up with a dish of disappointment.
In fact, the last time I was excited was in May 1991 when Hubby and I got married.
It was nothing to do with the forthcoming nuptials though, but the fact that I was going abroad for the first time in my life and had a passport, which I insisted was stamped!
Actually, fast forward 5 years to 1996 and my helicopter ride for my 40th birthday. I was excited about that, even if it was the week before the event. It turned out to be an even more special memory as it’s the last thing I shared with my Dad, taking in the photographs I’d had printed in a rush as he was in hospital at the time and I had a shot from the air of the ward wing he was in. He put it up above his bed.
Oh, and there was my trip to NZ to Bro in 2010. Now I was definitely excited about that, travelling first class on the plane and being treated like a queen, then two wonderful months being shown around their beautiful country, my Whale Watch trip in Kaikora and meeting so many lovely people.
Yeah, definite excitement there, so my life has had some megga exciting moments in it.
Having had our offer accepted on a property, I am holding fire on the champagne and firework party as a little glitch has manifested itself insomuch as we have discovered there is a lease on the property that needs to be investigated before we proceed.