T-2 Months Before I Go
This post is really scary because it feels neither like it's been a month since my 3 month pre-departure post nor like I only have 2 months left in the States. Anyway...
I've been enjoying the start of my summer. I'm unemployed for the first time since high school, so I've been able to do whatever I want (which is equal parts freeing and annoying). I've spent my time cleaning, cooking, exercising, gardening, and generally enjoying my newfound lack of obligation.
I've also been avoiding thinking about CBYX, and my imminent departure. I received another pre-departure email, which means I've been checking things off of that to-do list, but other than that, I try not to dwell on the fact that I'm leaving home very, very soon. It's becoming steadily more and more real that this is really happening, and that things are going to be strikingly different than the life I've known for the past 17 years.
I was speaking to my boyfriend's (wonderful) mother the other day about this: how I've grown up in the same house since 2000, how I've known much of the same people since high school, how I've lived in a dorm for the past 3 years (in the same room for 2!), and in two months I'll be experiencing a different culture, country, language, job, host family, and friends. Woah.
So, I suppose if I had to characterize my feelings approx. 60 days out from my departure, I would say I am:
1. Terrified
2. Excited
3. Worried
4. Stressed
5. Grateful
But who wouldn't be? This is an enormously amazing/intimidating/challenging/rewarding experience. I'm sure I'll love it.
Bis Bald!
I've been enjoying the start of my summer. I'm unemployed for the first time since high school, so I've been able to do whatever I want (which is equal parts freeing and annoying). I've spent my time cleaning, cooking, exercising, gardening, and generally enjoying my newfound lack of obligation.
I've also been avoiding thinking about CBYX, and my imminent departure. I received another pre-departure email, which means I've been checking things off of that to-do list, but other than that, I try not to dwell on the fact that I'm leaving home very, very soon. It's becoming steadily more and more real that this is really happening, and that things are going to be strikingly different than the life I've known for the past 17 years.
I was speaking to my boyfriend's (wonderful) mother the other day about this: how I've grown up in the same house since 2000, how I've known much of the same people since high school, how I've lived in a dorm for the past 3 years (in the same room for 2!), and in two months I'll be experiencing a different culture, country, language, job, host family, and friends. Woah.
So, I suppose if I had to characterize my feelings approx. 60 days out from my departure, I would say I am:
1. Terrified
2. Excited
3. Worried
4. Stressed
5. Grateful
But who wouldn't be? This is an enormously amazing/intimidating/challenging/rewarding experience. I'm sure I'll love it.
Bis Bald!
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