Traveling.

I hate traveling. I don't hate GOING places, I just hate the "getting there" part. This is for various reasons, mostly related to the fact that I'm psycho about being on time and on schedule on a normal day. So, add the fact that if I'm late, I MISS MY FLIGHT, you've got a recipe for some major freak-outs:

What if the baggage check takes too long?
What if my shuttle is late?
What if I forgot my confirmation email?
What if I get an upset stomach?
What if my iPod dies?
What if I sit next to a stinky, talkative a-hole?
WHAT IF?!

Oh, and then there's always the "what if my frickin' plane crashes." Super.
Anyway. So this is what I have to deal with. Hopefully I'll just sleep through the whole thing. But then there's even more to think about once I get to CT! I have to get to NYC on the bus to visit friends, and then I have to make the trip back, and then like two days after that I'm off to Vegas for CES! The day AFTER I get back from CES, it's off to MacWorld (luckily that's a few blocks away from work, so I don't have to think about it too much.)

So many exciting, stressful events to look forward to. I need a vacation from my vacation.