Forgive me for not keeping up! I must remember to give this thing some love. Since my last post my room has become a complete utter disaster!!! Piles on peace corp piles (clothes, gadgets, etc.)..home depot boxes line the hallway and don't even get me started on the stuff Ive accumulated in the back of my trunk. For the ohhh past month one corner of my room has been dedicated to Peace Corp stuff the other 3 corners have slowly but surely been filled with boxes. Boxes!? Yes boxes. I'm putting the energy out there that when I come back from the PC perhaps life may have another destination for me. That other then with my loving, oh so grateful and giving, caring, safe and secure, did I say amazing parents. Crazy I would even think about moving out sheeshh butttt!! this little inter/independent baby they raised must spread her wings eventually some day...with no safety net included. That being said the process of putting what I have accumulated for the past 23 years of my life into boxes has been a process..a slow one at that. I am only at 2 large and 1 extra large box. I feel so emo at times when I start attempting to pack. Ill put on some sad songs, force myself to eat chocolate, and begin shirt by shirt. Hahah no really its not that dramatic but! I must say going through elementary school love letters, tennis uniforms, and endless doodles of high school and college notes is pretty entertaining and distracting from the main goal. As I pack my American life here, I am excited to be able to minimize the necessities of what I will need in the Dominican into 80 lbs believe it or not. Less is more and more is less right!? My one and only baby sister has left less then two weeks ago to study abroad in Chile for a year. Seeing her journey up until the day we said goodbye at the airport has been a great example and preparation for what is to come for my next step in life. She keeps asking "has it hit yet?" the feeling that you will be leaving for two years! To be honest...NO! Reality is I still feel "normal" and feel as though "hey cool..I'm doing the peace corps! ..how freakin exciting is that"...Ill get these lotto moment excitement spurs...but nothing sooo ginormous like crying yet haha. Not yet at least..but I know its coming. I have booked my flight as of Thursday the 12...this has kicked my packing butt into gear. As I write this I think I'm feeling it...all my energy is in it right now and thinking of it now and holy freaking cow!!!! a month and 3 days from today I will be out! AFUERA! GONE! SEE YA! DEUCES! PEACE! CHOW! Holy cow a month and 3 days!!! hahah this is wild. Its such a whirlwind feeling. Bittersweet. Exciting. Scary....just a whole bundle of pop rocks in my stomach. Ok sooo for now! I shall keep at packing..enough procrastinating ..I soon will post pictures of my progress and where I am at in this process in a more composed post. Happy Monday.
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