I move in three days. Three whole days. I’m dying. I’m so excited. I’m completely terrified. . . . I’m on a roller coaster that can only keep going up from here on out. If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you’ll know that the past couple of years have been a little rough. But starting Saturday, the rough patch officially is OVER. All ties are finally being cut (well, at least for me) and tied. A new adventure is about to start.
I am so excited to see where life is about to take me and what will happen. But most of all, I think I’m just excited to live on my own again. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family. But I sure love having my own place with those crazy roommates that I’ll probably get. I’m excited for school to really start. I’m so excited to go on Logan adventures with Sarah. I’m excited to go to the library and do homework. I’m excited to meet new people and to date (Yeah, I’m getting excited for that. Shocker, right?!) lots of guys. I’m just excited.
On the flip side, I’m nervous about what could happen or what won’t happen. I’m nervous about starting a new school, meeting new people, starting the English Education program. However, those nerves are just a reminder that I’m doing the right thing. I’ve been pleasantly surprised at how excited I’ve been the past week about this new chapter of life. No, I’m not happy with the reasons why we have to move but I am happy that our “Plan B” is a freaking dang great one. It has been much more of a blessing than I thought it would be. So, here’s to the future!