Counting down the days

I have started a countdown to the days until I depart. I have yet to decide if this was a good idea or bad. Currently I am at 38 days. The more I think about leaving the more excited I get, yet at the same time I get really nervous.

There are many things that I need to do before I am ready to leave. I need to move out of my house. What in the world will I do with all my stuff. I think this is a good time to trim down my possessions. Time to cut away the fat so to speak, of the accumulation of things that I can easily go without. I need to finish up my big projects here at work before I go. It is mostly downhill from here, all of our big events and things done for the school year.

Then I have to pack. Talk about a major undertaking. Firstly, I always over-pack. It has been something I have done for years. So how does one even begin to pack for a place they have never been to? It is going to be hot, real hot. So luckily I will not be packing bulky items such as jackets and sweatshirts. But I will need to be packing dress clothes for every day at work, but then everything else. It just seems quite a task at this point.

Nearly five weeks away.

And so it begins. Today I received my visa for the Kingdom of Thailand. This is an exciting and fast paced time in my life. Tying up my loose ends, preparing my bags, and making check lists. There is a lot to do in a little over a month; 44 days to be exact. How does one tie things up? This begins the severing of a five year monogamous relationship with the town of North Manchester, IN. Manchester has served the setting for some of the most drastic changes in my life, it has been the backdrop of years that will change my life forever. People have come. People have gone. This cycle will continue, with or without me. I have been fortunate enough for Manchester to harbor me this long. I must say that it is time for me to leave and continue my own journey.

This is blog entry one. This is the best way chronicle my story. Read.