Nope, not Neurons but the feeling of being nervous.

It's funny when you've been waiting a long time for something, and when it finally arrives, you're
very nervous about it. Since May I've been waiting for the end of October, and today it's finally
here.

The reason is, today is my first in a series of Scuba diving lessons. Not sure why I'm like this,
but I've been on edge all day. I try to rationalise it; I'm a creature of habit, I'm not
comfortable with new things, new experiences, but whatever way I put it, it comes down to one
thing. I need to grow a set of "man things", and get on with it! No matter how much I try to
embrace changes, I'm like this. The stupid thing is I know I'm going to love it.

I had today's PAD all planned out, I was going to stick the mask and snorkel on and do an SP, but
just to add to it all - I can't find my kit!

And if you think this is bad, you should have seen me when I realised we were actually going to
move house! Eventually (when someone finally makes us an offer).
But that's something I'll leave for another day.

Jill-esque addendum - Nailed the two tests I had to complete to get onto the training!