In the midst of this getting ready to leave, it hasn’t exactly sunk in yet that I’m only here for 8 more days. I mean I totally love the idea but I’m one of those people who doesn’t totally understand until the event has happened. For example, when I was pregnant with Kaylie, I knew that I was gonna have a baby (as usually happens when you’re pregnant) but it didn’t totally register with me until I was holding a slimy little body in my arms. Weird how that happens.
I am totally excited though about the thought of not being in Terrace for a whole eight months. I guess I may be back for Christmas but not totally for sure. I figured out that I like change and hate change all at the same time. I guess it depends on what is changing. I seem to like moving since I’ve done it 8 (about to be 9) times in the last 3 years. I like new things. I like the newness of a house when it is totally empty and the change that your stuff makes. I hate endings though. I hate breakups, I hate packing, I hate graduation (mostly). I hate leaving but like coming.
On a side note – Canada sucks. We haven’t even won as many medals as Michael Phelps has by himself – what a sad country we live in that it’s bigger than every country but the US, and tiny countries have more medals than us. WHATEVER!!!!
Anyway, I have to get rid of some furniture so guard your carnal treasure and have a great Saturday.