It's time. In less than 24 hours I will be sitting in a plane , on my way to LONDON!!! I have moved out of that little house I was crashing at for a month and now I'm bearing the title "homeless." Time has gone by both quickly and slowly, and I'm in a frantic state of anticipation.
Packing was a little traumatic. I have a lot of nice things, but only 2 suitcases. So, decisions had to be made. Though I have repeatedly been told that 9 slacks is ridiculous, I refuse to believe it. Nonetheless space won out and 4 were sent home. The tie collection had the most causalities. My glorious 35 was reduced to a mere 7. But I simply did not budge on my sweaters. My logic: London is cold. I like sweaters. So I made it work. There is further photo evidence of this horrible travesty on facebook.
Church was absolutely wonderful today. I don't think I even got that much attention when I was born. The singing went better than expected--only 1 crack! The result was 4 suggestions that I audition for Il Divo and 3 signatures. (I couldn't help laughing as I signed church bulletins.)
Said my goodbyes to Mom, discarded my cell phone, and said goodbye to Geesila and Charleen, my 93 Subaru Loyale and the little Hawaiian girl on the dashboard. It was rough, as Charleen and I have been through a lot together, but her smile was painted on and her hips wiggled in their usual excited fashion as my mom drove away.
Oh yeah, and apparently I didn't convince Amy to ride with me and Bob...but I figure I'll find her in SeaTac eventually; I mean, we're sitting next to each other, right?
Otherwise, I want to thank everyone who is keeping me in their thoughts and prayers, and hopefully the next blog I write will be from Europe!
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