plans
I feel like I am holding my breath, waiting for so much to happen. I have a good deal of time off work. My schedule is such that I had almost all of Monday, all of today, tomorrow, and thursday off, most of friday, half of saturday and all of sunday off. I know that sounds impossible, but there are overnight shifts stuck in there. So this week is really free.
My mom came up last night and helped me pack up all my stuff. I have only the bare necessities for the next two weeks... and the stuff in the kitchen. It's going to be a huge load off to have the majority of it done. I appreciate her help so much.
Next week, I work a lot and then am going camping at Pictured Rocks with Emily and Kyle and Matt. I am so looking forward to this, moreso than I normally look forward to seeing Matt. We get one extra night together, and I'm very much looking forward to camping and hiking and all that.
Then that next week, I move into my new apartment. That is the point at which my prophesies of the future get brighter. Don't get me wrong. I'm excited to see Kristina tomorrow and an old friend Thursday. I'm mucho mucho excited to go to Pictured Rocks, but I am having a hard time waiting to move in with friends, to have people around a lot again, to feel like my life is back to normal and be surrounded by a tight knit group of peeps. Granted, Kat and Steven and Matt will still be gone, and Laura will shortly be leaving to Chicago, but at least I will have part of the whole there, instead of... well... none.
My mom came up last night and helped me pack up all my stuff. I have only the bare necessities for the next two weeks... and the stuff in the kitchen. It's going to be a huge load off to have the majority of it done. I appreciate her help so much.
Next week, I work a lot and then am going camping at Pictured Rocks with Emily and Kyle and Matt. I am so looking forward to this, moreso than I normally look forward to seeing Matt. We get one extra night together, and I'm very much looking forward to camping and hiking and all that.
Then that next week, I move into my new apartment. That is the point at which my prophesies of the future get brighter. Don't get me wrong. I'm excited to see Kristina tomorrow and an old friend Thursday. I'm mucho mucho excited to go to Pictured Rocks, but I am having a hard time waiting to move in with friends, to have people around a lot again, to feel like my life is back to normal and be surrounded by a tight knit group of peeps. Granted, Kat and Steven and Matt will still be gone, and Laura will shortly be leaving to Chicago, but at least I will have part of the whole there, instead of... well... none.