January 19, 2013
You read that right. Exactly one month from today I will be starting staging in DC, meeting the 47 other fabtastic individuals who will be departing our dear homeland to start the journey of a lifetime in Panama for training. It’s wild to think about, that I started this whole application process as just an idea nearly two years ago… and now it is becoming a reality. We all just got our staging info a couple days ago via e-mail and our group’s facebook page blew up with ecstatic emotional posts. I have such a good feeling about this group, we are all just enough weird, and quirky to make it interesting… which should be a thrill.
I am stressing out a little bit about this whole packing sitch… how the hell am I supposed to put my entire life into a bag?? I keep writing and re-writing packing lists looking at what I am thinking of bringing and trying to manage a way to not bring as much but I seriously can’t, also I don’t really have a whole lot of money to bring with me for extra shopping…oops
Maybe I should have started one of those crowd-funding campaigns to fund my lavish adventure…. by lavish I mean my stimulating adventure living only off the land and the clothes on my back! duh….
I may start freaking out soon about the whole leaving thing though- I know it is only a couple years and that I have my whole life after that blah blah blah… People keep telling me that two years isn’t even that long a time in the grand scheme of things–let me tell YOU something, saying that to someone who is freaking out is far from conducive to calming one down it only makes one feel undermined and immature for freaking out=not helpful. I mean A LOT can change in two years, you can get an associates degree in two years, you could get to know someone and get married in two years (ick), you could learn how to ride a motorcycle, create a masterpiece, build a house, learn a new instrument, watch a puppy grow into a dog, watch every single bond movie [something I'd like to accomplish], bake a million cakes…so don’t tell me that it is going to be just a blip in my lifetime(not sure if I like that word yet, blip).
**total side note I REALLY REALLY want to adopt a puppy, not sure how realistic that will be
IN other news my backpack arrived yesterday! I haven’t gotten to see it yet since I am still visiting my sister down in Salem, VA but I am excited to see it and attempt to find a methodical process of packing things. I have also ordered my sleeping bag, and sleeping pad, some long skirts, and a sewing kit….and you thought this blog wouldn’t be full of exciting and informative stories of my life and inner mind babble… oh wait.
I am off to spending some more quality time with my lovely adoring little sister whilst she attempts to pretend that I am not actually leaving and refuses to even mention it. YAY!
hasta pronto che!
You read that right. Exactly one month from today I will be starting staging in DC, meeting the 47 other fabtastic individuals who will be departing our dear homeland to start the journey of a lifetime in Panama for training. It’s wild to think about, that I started this whole application process as just an idea nearly two years ago… and now it is becoming a reality. We all just got our staging info a couple days ago via e-mail and our group’s facebook page blew up with ecstatic emotional posts. I have such a good feeling about this group, we are all just enough weird, and quirky to make it interesting… which should be a thrill.
I am stressing out a little bit about this whole packing sitch… how the hell am I supposed to put my entire life into a bag?? I keep writing and re-writing packing lists looking at what I am thinking of bringing and trying to manage a way to not bring as much but I seriously can’t, also I don’t really have a whole lot of money to bring with me for extra shopping…oops
Maybe I should have started one of those crowd-funding campaigns to fund my lavish adventure…. by lavish I mean my stimulating adventure living only off the land and the clothes on my back! duh….
I may start freaking out soon about the whole leaving thing though- I know it is only a couple years and that I have my whole life after that blah blah blah… People keep telling me that two years isn’t even that long a time in the grand scheme of things–let me tell YOU something, saying that to someone who is freaking out is far from conducive to calming one down it only makes one feel undermined and immature for freaking out=not helpful. I mean A LOT can change in two years, you can get an associates degree in two years, you could get to know someone and get married in two years (ick), you could learn how to ride a motorcycle, create a masterpiece, build a house, learn a new instrument, watch a puppy grow into a dog, watch every single bond movie [something I'd like to accomplish], bake a million cakes…so don’t tell me that it is going to be just a blip in my lifetime(not sure if I like that word yet, blip).
**total side note I REALLY REALLY want to adopt a puppy, not sure how realistic that will be
IN other news my backpack arrived yesterday! I haven’t gotten to see it yet since I am still visiting my sister down in Salem, VA but I am excited to see it and attempt to find a methodical process of packing things. I have also ordered my sleeping bag, and sleeping pad, some long skirts, and a sewing kit….and you thought this blog wouldn’t be full of exciting and informative stories of my life and inner mind babble… oh wait.
I am off to spending some more quality time with my lovely adoring little sister whilst she attempts to pretend that I am not actually leaving and refuses to even mention it. YAY!
hasta pronto che!
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