Well, here we are. One week away. It still has not sunk in yet. I talk about it all the time, I spend all of my time researching Australia but still, it doesn’t seem real. When I spent two months in New York, it never felt real. The whole time felt like a wonderful dream. Even now, four years later, it is hard to believe that it happened.
I still have many things to do. The one thing that I don’t want is to leave my life for a year and then return to the same to-do list, the same old, neglected tasks. I want to come back fresh, with new problems (Because that is how life works).
Overall, I’ve gotten the most important things done. Things are worse for my significant other, he has a whole house that didn’t sell in time to deal with. The next week is going to be very busy. It will be worth it once we see our first kangaroo. Kidding, it will be worth it once we step off the plane.
I decided to work until basically the last minute because I thought I would prefer to work more now so that I can work less later. This statement still holds true, but it would be nice to have at least one extra day to tie-up my lose ends. Oh well, it will be worth it all soon.
I am such a last minute packer naturally but for this I really need to get on it. I don’t even know where to begin!