Work is over. Packing has begun. Time is still ticking. The birds are still chirping. And I leave the country tomorrow morning. How to feel? Anxious? Nervous? Excited? Blessed? Scared? I'm not too sure what to think or how to feel, but I'm sure everything will work out because everything happens for a reason right? God has a plan...hopefully.
So I just about procrastinated until the very last minute with the packing. It was a pretty daunting task and I had no idea where to even start. Here’s what I started with:
And this big empty suitcase:
And after a few days of just starring at all this stuff all over my room, I decided to conquer it with my brother’s company. I can honestly say that I have no idea what clothes actually ended up in there, but I know there’s a lot in there. Let’s just cross our fingers that it’s all less than 50lbs.
WHEW. Good job. I have no idea what's in my luggage either. Good luck us.
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