I've certainly had my hands full today. I've been making lists. Again. Not a behavior I like, but functional. Today was actually compiling all the things on random lists into one last list...with the first step being eliminating what can wait til after the move to do and therefore leaving only what I absolutely have to do today.
The main thing was of course packing. I fly with US Airways from Chicago to Philly...then Philly to Dublin. But then I fly RyanAir Dublin to Frankfurt. I had no idea how much this would hinder and stress my packing....you see, US Airways is pretty typical as far as what is allowed, what the fees are for baggage, weight, etc. BUT RyanAir is not. They have fees for everything, including my favorite: a fee of 20 Euros for every kilogram I go over on weight. Couple that with a maximum allowance for checked bags of 15 kilos (approximately 33 pounds) that is pretty dangerous. I've weighed myself a lot today...alone....with a bag....alone again...with a different bag...with the same bag packed a little bit more...along again......I'd really like to not weigh myself or anything for that matter anytime soon.
(Anne and I at a comedy show with the fam)
As expected emotions are high. I've never done anything like this before...I've traveled, packed etc etc. But not like this. I think the main problem I've had with myself is that while I say what's going on, what I'm doing, what will happen etc - I haven't let myself fully comprehend it or even fathom it. It's just words. Some story in my mind. But it's also reality. And as this sets in I get so overwhelmed I just cry uncontrollably.
(mmmm....camping breakfast beans)
When I look back on these past few days they've been full of really hard good bye's, but thankfully also quite a few pleasant surprises as well. Gifts, well wishes, hugs, a really good Doctor's visit, and some pleasant news from a friend at my parents church. He got me into the US Airways Club Lounge thing for my (ugh) 9 hour layover in Philly. Hopefully I can rest there...seeing as how I have to get up and walk for 15 minutes every hour and a half to two hours on the flight...not a lot of time for sleep. I've also been camping with friends, went to a comedy show with Mom Dad and Anne, and lots of other stuff with friends and family to keep me busy.
I can't thank all of you enough. For your thoughts, prayers, words, love. I fear when I leave my mother, father and sister may need some extra support - please keep them in mind as well. Maybe a call, a positive thought....It's so greatly appreciated.
Oh, I've sent out my new address to family - if you'd like it please e-mail me or FB message me, I'll be happy to send it your way. Just don't want to put things like that on a public website.
Tomorrow Chicago.....
Then.....
Germany, Sebastian, new life....and who knows what else!
I wish all of you could see Stacy - she is absolutely beautiful ~ she radiates as an expectant mother - her body glows with happiness no matter what her mind and heart may be doing at the moment - the baby is happy within her, and it shows. My heart is breaking as her departure nears and yet I am anxious for her to be with Sebastian, he is missing so much and will love being with her again!
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