I hope this blog will be a good way to update everyone on a regular basis! To my family, I love all your enthusiasm for me, and I know you want to be a part of this process and support me, I'm just sorry that I can't always respond or update too frequently this week, as its so crazy hectic busy. (Yesterday's move was an exception, as I had HOURS to sit around and try not to get in the way:) Still, I was trying to work in my hallway just outside the door!)
Anyway, Yes, I am still strangely calm, at peace, not panicking. I know it hasn't hit me yet, and it will at some point...probably about the time I get off the plane...or maybe not until I'm in the hotel on base for the 5th day in a row and I start to realize "Hey, this isn't vacation!". Until then, I'm just going with it, and having a lot of fun.
Its the logistics that's getting me. I have to keep reminding myself "You've never done this before!" because it really does feel so familiar; its kind of a combination of heading to camp and my move from a few months ago. So that's helpful! But I need to send off a few packages in the next two days, then wrap my mind around getting to the airport, etc.
So, here's my to do list:
Today: say goodbye to one client this AM, have a wrap-up research meeting with DK, have an afternoon of fun with Maria (lunch at the Atwood, shopping, drinking, getting our makeup done), find time to hit my lawyer's to SIGN MY DIVORCE PAPERS (oh yes, we've reached consensus!!!), meet with my research assistant to review whatever DK and I talk about in our wrap up meeting, meet up with Ian to drop off keys bc he's going to sell the car, say goodbye to my second client, head home to workout and clean the place, go to bed, breathe.
Tomorrow: drive to usda office to complete Furgie's certification, my last personal therapy appointment, lunch with CBM colleagues, last hoorah with two good friends, home, bed, breathe.
Friday: say goodbye to last client, clean office, send packages to self, drive car up to old neighborhood and say goodbye, debate on spending the night at a friend's place or in my apartment, last hoorah with book club girls, bed, breathe.
Saturday: wake up, work out, hail a cab around 8a, check in at airport, sit and wait, anticipate delays (it IS O'hare, after all), board plane, tuck Furgie comfortably beneath my seat, breathe...
Sunday night: arrive, look disheveled, meet my colleagues, plop on hotel bed with Furgie and watch mindless television while trying to escape jetlag. Want to call people but noone will be up yet:) Probably won't have a working phone. Find an internets connection and skype???
I have no plans and can't anticipate anything after Sunday evening. That's when the fun begins!
So, I'll keep you as updated as possible and will send notes as I can!!! For now, I'm going to enjoy the time I have left here in this city I absolutely love and will miss very very much:) But, as mom and I discussed this past weekend, South Korea is where I'm supposed to be right now, it feels good, and maybe that's why I'm so calm about all of this right now!
More later!
