This morning I was optimistic; I awoke with only five days until the wheels below me left the ground here and touched down in Spain. Although mind numbingly behind in my packing, I was still on the happy side of the emotional spectrum. Now, at 10:30 pm, I would place myself between nervous and pretty upset; my passport is definitely somewhere, I mean, it exists, it just exists somewhere else other than with me where it is really needed.
It seems the United States Postal Service has some serious problem with me going to Spain on Monday. I thought we were tight, the USPS and I; we have a friendly history of sending and receiving things by mail. Now we are in a pretty major fight and I don't know if we'll reconcile for a while. They could definitely make it up to me if they locate it, in whatever random city in which it ended up, and get it to me before my flight on Wednesday. I'm kind of banking on the fact that wherever it did end up (after the good folks at the Reno distribution center sent it there), someone will pick it up and decide that they should probably say something about it being in completely the wrong place. I know I haven't even boarded a plane yet, but already this experience has shown me how wide the world is for one person (or envelope) to exist in it.
This nonsense aside, I know I will end up in Madrid (eventually). I am going to miss the beginning of orientation, though, which upsets me a little because I feel like they're going to tell me pretty vital stuff, like, something that will save my life one day or something. I couldn't give an example because I DON'T KNOW! That's why I should be there because then I would find out. So, I'll just have to read my new Lonely Planet Spain book like a fiend on the flight and pretend I know something about where I'm going and what I'm doing.
So, now I have six and a half days until my flight leaves and my optimism is waning; it still exists, it justs exists somewhere other than where I need, kinda' like my passport.
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Teal- it has only been a short time since we said goodbye, and we have definately been seperated for longer periods then eleven hours before but this time I too have that sick excited feeling in the pit of my stomach. I don't know why I am missing you so much already when in the past four years we have been apart far more frequently then together.
I have enjoyed reading your first two blog entries and I think you should know that your goodbye was more then sufficient, don't get me wrong, we were all sad and emotional to watch you walk away but we are all very excited for you and the wonderful adventure that you are embarking on. Teal I love you very much and I wish you safe travels. I hope to hear from you often and cannot wait untill you come home this June.
love you Sissy!
P.S. I'm not exactly sure how this blog thing works but this is the only email I have for you, is this a private note or apart of your blog? (The "publish your comment" button suggests this will be publically available...hummmm wierd)
It's totally public Rach...I'm reading your inner-most thoughts!
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