So, right now I'm looking at a week before I leave for staging in Philly and I'm fending off the panic to the best of my abilities. When I say panic I really mean excitement and unbearable anticipation but every time I start to pack there is a racing of thoughts that start with "This is going to be so incredibly awesome" to "There's no way this is going to end well". These thoughts are both in reference to Peace Corps in general as well as currently packing for it.
I'm trying to travel light but I'm not good at that. I keep telling myself "they have clothes in Romania. You don't need to bring all 12 sweaters". Right now I am perpetually packing and unpacking and trying to take things out that I don't need only to find 3 things I do and now some how need to fit into my two bags that can't weigh more than 50lbs each... sigh. You'd think I'd be better at this.
I actually started writing this because I really don't feel like organizing all my toiletries into different catagories and plastic baggies. But it must get done. And I did just take the last 2 days off to go camping (which was awesome!) So, tiny bottles of Aspirin... here I come!
