The time is coming near! I leave for Bangladesh on Tuesday. I am nervous and REALLY excited and scattered. So, in lieu of a well thought out, narrative-type post that displays my ability to string two thoughts together into a coherent story, here are some random thoughts. Enjoy being inside my head. It'll be like watching one of the Housewives shows - it'll be mildly entertaining, then it'll make you feel SO MUCH BETTER about your own sanity.
1. I cannot fully express my gratitude for the loving people in my life. My friends have travelled across states, taken off time from work, driven through snow, helped me move furniture and pack books, and done a number of other not-so-easy-for-them things just to spend some time, say goodbye, and wish me luck on my trip. Columbia friends, Lincoln friends, friends from all over, and my wonderful family, THANK YOU. Winnie the Pooh said it best: "How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." I am very, very aware of how lucky I am.
2. I have been watching a lot of The West Wing. Like, A LOT. It's becoming a serious problem. But, COME ON! It's just so good! Maybe I'll work in Washington DC one day. I'll be the consulting Anthropologist to the White House. Only if I can date Sam Seaborn and have CJ Cregg's killer sense of humor, though… (See? You're feeling better about yourselves already.)
3. All of my things are currently in piles in my bedroom at my mom's house. It looks sort of like an obstacle course. There are piles of things I'm definitely taking to Bangladesh with me, piles of clothes I think I might take but also might want to wear in the meantime, piles of things I really want to take but may not have room for, piles of winter clothes that I definitely won't pack, but I don't want to forget that I brought them home and forget to wear them because then I would have wasted precious space in my car (space that I could have used to pack, oh I don't know, maybe a winter coat). If I can get all of my NECESSARY items packed into two suitcases that both weigh no more than 50 pounds each, it will be a damn miracle. If I don't trip on one of the 15 piles and injure myself in the next few nights, that'll be even more miraculous.
4. I was really sad to say goodbye to friends in Columbia (and will be really sad to say goodbye to Lincoln friends - and bawling like a baby when I say goodbye to my family). In the midst of one goodbye, my friend said (wisely, if not so sensitively), "Don't be sad! Be EXCITED!" Then I remembered … I AM EXCITED!!! I am SOOOO excited!
3. All of my things are currently in piles in my bedroom at my mom's house. It looks sort of like an obstacle course. There are piles of things I'm definitely taking to Bangladesh with me, piles of clothes I think I might take but also might want to wear in the meantime, piles of things I really want to take but may not have room for, piles of winter clothes that I definitely won't pack, but I don't want to forget that I brought them home and forget to wear them because then I would have wasted precious space in my car (space that I could have used to pack, oh I don't know, maybe a winter coat). If I can get all of my NECESSARY items packed into two suitcases that both weigh no more than 50 pounds each, it will be a damn miracle. If I don't trip on one of the 15 piles and injure myself in the next few nights, that'll be even more miraculous.
4. I was really sad to say goodbye to friends in Columbia (and will be really sad to say goodbye to Lincoln friends - and bawling like a baby when I say goodbye to my family). In the midst of one goodbye, my friend said (wisely, if not so sensitively), "Don't be sad! Be EXCITED!" Then I remembered … I AM EXCITED!!! I am SOOOO excited!
5. I haven't read a book in more than a month. I don't know what I've been doing. Well, yes I do. See #2. My brain is turning to mush.
I finished The Aviator's Wife in January. It was so, so, so good. Anne Lindbergh is "the aviator's wife" and the book is a fictional account of her life and her struggle with her own independence and identity. I recommend it to anyone who enjoys historical fiction.
I just haven't felt very motivated to read since I finished it. But really, rather than gorge myself on TV shows via Netflix, I should attempt to use my noggin a bit and read a freaking book. I'm hoping that 10 months in Bangladesh and a close, personal relationship with my Kindle will be just the motivation I need. Any good recommendations????? I need some!
I finished The Aviator's Wife in January. It was so, so, so good. Anne Lindbergh is "the aviator's wife" and the book is a fictional account of her life and her struggle with her own independence and identity. I recommend it to anyone who enjoys historical fiction.
I just haven't felt very motivated to read since I finished it. But really, rather than gorge myself on TV shows via Netflix, I should attempt to use my noggin a bit and read a freaking book. I'm hoping that 10 months in Bangladesh and a close, personal relationship with my Kindle will be just the motivation I need. Any good recommendations????? I need some!
6. I'm really missing teaching yoga. Although I am clearly borderline nuts right now and have no business imposing that upon others and/or offering spiritual guidance (hahahahahahahahahahahaha), I really, really miss my Monday night yoga class. Those people rocked my world.
Goodbye for now, friends! Happy Saturday and stay warm and safe, wherever you are!
xoxoxo
Goodbye for now, friends! Happy Saturday and stay warm and safe, wherever you are!
xoxoxo