Three weeks and counting …
With this summer being arguably the most bizarre of my entire life, my impending trip to France has not really been at the forefront of my thoughts. Even though I know I'm going away, gotten my visa and even bought my ticket, this trip has remained sort of a strange abstraction in my mind. But now that I look at my calendar and realize that I have 3 weeks left before I must go, I'm starting to understand just how real this trip is. I'm becoming evermore aware of the many things I have yet to do before I go. There are few people left in Houston for me to see, so fortunately-or perhaps unfortunately-that is not task that I anticipate will take up a lot of my time.
What I really need to do is find a home for Franklin. I need to buy a laptop case. I need to fix my PC. I need to pack up my things and throw out anything that I no longer have a need for. I need to organize my important papers. I should really begin planning out lessons. And I need to start thinking about what I'm going to do with myself once I get to France. Whew. I've got a lot to get accomplished.
In other news, next week is my last week of swimming lessons. I'm a bit sad about this as these swimming lessons have been a very positive experience for me this summer. They were something I looked forward to every Monday and Wednesday. I have made significant progress since the first class three weeks ago--my, how the time has flown by. I think I'm finally getting the hang of freestyle, though the rotary breathing is still proving a little challenging. I'm able to tread water, somewhat. And I'm quite good at swimming on my back. We've also been taught the breast stroke, but I'm still working on getting coordinated enough to execute the moves well. I hope I will be able to keep up my swimming and running in Chartres. It is my intention to return to the States, all svelte and sexy. It's really time for Jesus 3.0, I think.
What I really need to do is find a home for Franklin. I need to buy a laptop case. I need to fix my PC. I need to pack up my things and throw out anything that I no longer have a need for. I need to organize my important papers. I should really begin planning out lessons. And I need to start thinking about what I'm going to do with myself once I get to France. Whew. I've got a lot to get accomplished.
In other news, next week is my last week of swimming lessons. I'm a bit sad about this as these swimming lessons have been a very positive experience for me this summer. They were something I looked forward to every Monday and Wednesday. I have made significant progress since the first class three weeks ago--my, how the time has flown by. I think I'm finally getting the hang of freestyle, though the rotary breathing is still proving a little challenging. I'm able to tread water, somewhat. And I'm quite good at swimming on my back. We've also been taught the breast stroke, but I'm still working on getting coordinated enough to execute the moves well. I hope I will be able to keep up my swimming and running in Chartres. It is my intention to return to the States, all svelte and sexy. It's really time for Jesus 3.0, I think.