2 Steps down, 2 million more to go...
So I went to the passport office on Tuesday during my lunch. Got approved for my passport right away and that should be here by July 18th apparently. I went to S.I.R. Yesterday and got my backpack. I'm not sure I'm liking it yet. If I don't like it by payday I'm taking it back and getting the one I've had my eyes on for the last month that was like $85 bucks more. 2 things done, 2 million more to go.
I have to start going through my stuff this weekend and deciding what to sell off. My sis is taking my computer cause she's going to need one...her stupid husband asked for a divorce. Don't even get me started on the reasons I hate that fucker. My other sis wants my clothes...fine with me since I lost all this weight and nothing I own fits anymore. I'll buy some the week before I leave. I have no idea what to expect over there price wise.
I am so excited about going. It's something I've needed to do for a long time. At the same token, I'm petrified. I've talked to people that have done it, and all of them said I'm going to be ok and I'm going to love it. I'm scared of heights and airplanes too. Come to think of it I'm scared of a lot.
I have no idea how to even begin going through this stuff I have here. I'm getting rid of everything. All my clothes because when I come back it's all going to be too big and way out of date. My computer for the same reason. My sewing machine because when I come back I want to get a way better one. Dresser, some lamps, various kitchen supplies, computer games. I want to keep my bedding, since it's my dream bedding and Craig bought it for me. I have a couple really nice pictures I want to hold on to as well. I have a box of old movies on VHS that I should just throw out, VCR's are almost obsolete. 2 boxes of books I have to hold on to. Books are never out of style. The kids toys are staying, and their clothes are going to their dads so they can get some wear out of them.
Speaking of the kids, I think I'm going to call their dad tomorrow and see if I can have them on Saturday/Sunday. I think it'll be 2 weeks since I saw them by then.
My sis just called to ask if I still want to do her hair, so I'm going. I'll post again in a few days.
I have to start going through my stuff this weekend and deciding what to sell off. My sis is taking my computer cause she's going to need one...her stupid husband asked for a divorce. Don't even get me started on the reasons I hate that fucker. My other sis wants my clothes...fine with me since I lost all this weight and nothing I own fits anymore. I'll buy some the week before I leave. I have no idea what to expect over there price wise.
I am so excited about going. It's something I've needed to do for a long time. At the same token, I'm petrified. I've talked to people that have done it, and all of them said I'm going to be ok and I'm going to love it. I'm scared of heights and airplanes too. Come to think of it I'm scared of a lot.
I have no idea how to even begin going through this stuff I have here. I'm getting rid of everything. All my clothes because when I come back it's all going to be too big and way out of date. My computer for the same reason. My sewing machine because when I come back I want to get a way better one. Dresser, some lamps, various kitchen supplies, computer games. I want to keep my bedding, since it's my dream bedding and Craig bought it for me. I have a couple really nice pictures I want to hold on to as well. I have a box of old movies on VHS that I should just throw out, VCR's are almost obsolete. 2 boxes of books I have to hold on to. Books are never out of style. The kids toys are staying, and their clothes are going to their dads so they can get some wear out of them.
Speaking of the kids, I think I'm going to call their dad tomorrow and see if I can have them on Saturday/Sunday. I think it'll be 2 weeks since I saw them by then.
My sis just called to ask if I still want to do her hair, so I'm going. I'll post again in a few days.
posted by Mandy Christina @ 5:56 PM
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