Right now I am sitting at the Coffee House in Normal, Illinois. God, how I miss coffee shops. The Starbucks in the suburbs just don’t cut it. They’ve got coffee, baked goods, vegetarian foods, internet, and local art here. Who doesn’t like that?
Two weeks to go and I have hardly been thinking about my upcoming adventure. With work and the wedding and trying to see everyone, I’ve been so busy I haven’t even had time to finish the Mortal Instruments series let alone clean my room or do paperwork that actually needs to be finished. Essentially, my life is ruled by lists—things to do before I leave, things to pack, places to travel, adventures to have—and they keep getting longer. For example, before I leave for France, I have to:
- Renew my credit card and get a letter of recommendation from my bank
- Clean my room
- See people (yet another list)
- Doctor and Dentist appointments
- Finish editing laser babies
- Finish watching Seasons 2 of Game of Thrones and Lost
- Get coffee and speak French with the French au pair in Glenview
- Submit my Peace Corps and Fulbright applications
- Copy paperwork
Being the procrastinator I am, I am sure the packing will happen in the two days before I leave. Especially since I leave on a Thursday, I know I will be in denial about the next seven months until after that last weekend. Right now I’m in that anxious, nostalgic, “I’m going to miss this” phase. Please keep that in mind if you ask me if I’m excited for France. I really am, it’s just not at the forefront of my mind at the moment. I had an awesome summer with some great and some splashtastic people, but I need to keep moving. I am already too comfortable here, and if I stay, I will never leave. Even coming back to Wesleyan, I can see it is time to move on.
Tonight is sorority recruitment (go KD!) and this weekend is Uncle Michael and Jen’s wedding, and then it’s time to get to work. Two weeks from now I’ll be at the airport, and then I’m gone. I have a book of letters from family and friends to read on the plane to France. I love letters, so if you want to write me one, let me know!
French word of the day: café, which is coffee. You probably could have guessed.