out of the blue / into the blue
R. called me, last week. "What are you doing for Labor Day weekend?" she asked.
"I am volunteering at the maternity ward," I told her.
"You think you're soooo funny. Do you want to talk about coming for a visit?"
I booked my flight the next day. So I am now flying to Utah, this Friday, to see my sweet, beautiful friend. I have all sorts of travel anxiety. But I know I will be fine once I get there and decompress.