we’re a little more than one week away from take off and suddenly panic has subsided, nerves are quiet, and clarity has set in. my backpack weighs 21lbs stocked and organized. reids?… probably 3.5lbs or so (empty… don’t blame him. i’m just a freak about garb and packing early). look for me busting out my (faux) fur pillbox hat in pictures, once the weather gets colder. i die (and rachel zoe would totally back me up on this). while i feel as though the extreme freak out should be happening right about…………now, i think we’ve had enough ups and downs to finally experience a calm. and i like it this way. a look back on the week shows me how silly life is and how it is truly our reactions that dictate our circumstances. shrug and it won’t seem like you’re ipod, $200 in cash and gift certs, 4 text books, and an entire completed honors english reading packet being stolen is a big deal (this DIDN’T happen…to me, to be clear. it did happen to my 15 year old brother and he handled it with total class) or throw a fit and get teary eyed when your parcel from china containing your brand new north face fleece didn’t arrive on time and now you have to drive to spring valley to pick it up from the dreaded post office (did happen to me, and i feel ridiculous). i wish i would of taken the time to blog about the happenings of last week to show how insignificant all the little bumps in the road were. but i didn’t and therefore did not take the time to reflect nor accept how idiotic they were. but on to the next phase… and we’re ready. leaving on the 6th and headed to reykjavik. see you soon!
