One week away... ONE week away... holy shit.
I'm nervous, will not lie about that... but the excitement of spending two months in a foreign country away from my real life is far more exciting!
One of my closest girlfriends, Marisa Mastro, just left me. She came up to SLO to visit for a couple days which I can't be grateful enough for. Not just because she's hilarious and I love her... but because without her I wouldn't have been able to pack up all my stuff and move it to a storage unit... I barely did it with her!
We packed the following: a large couch, love seat, my bed, dinning room table and numerous boxes...
We then unpacked everything into a tiny storage room. I was pretty positive that I grossly underestimated the amount of things I own. But... but... we fit everything inside. Amazingly... this thing was packed top to bottom, front to back.
(we were singing beyonce's rule the world song for the rest of the night, very fitting)
I was approved for my own apartment the other day. One bed/one bath. 3 blocks from downtown and 1/2 mile from work. I'm going to be in heaven!
My life is so undeserving of God's amazing grace. But that's the beauty of it all...