I'm just taking a leisurely morning to gather a last few things, clean my room after destroying it with all my crap this summer. Maybe a run to clear my head, printing some last minute tabs for my year of reconnecting with my guitar. Then I'm off. A 4 hour drive full of anticipation. Its here. I'm finally going. After months of dreaming and waiting I'm moving finally moving down to Oregon. Wish me luck!
Initially intended as a way to share my personal journey as a Jesuit Volunteer in Gresham, Oregon, this space has continued to follow my evolution through my time as an AmeriCorps Volunteer in Seattle, and now to follow my personal and professional transformation as I muddle my way through the four years (or more) of medical school.
Monday, August 3, 2009
And We're Off
The car is packed. I was able to fit all my stuff into one huge bag, 2 small bags and 3 small boxes, which might sound like a lot but is incredibly cut down from all the stuff I would cart back and forth to Whitworth with me, and I did give a way three big bags of clothes. It all fits in the trunk of my car, except for my guitar and bike. Still, I worry that I have too much stuff. I don't know how much is too much, how much my new roommates will have, how big my closet is. I hope I'm not "the girl with all that stuff" - but I'm just taking advantage of bringing my car down, right? Well, whether they judge me or not, I am meeting my new roommates in about 6 hours. Yikes!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment