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I was working on accomplishing everything on the List of Things to Do. Apparently, working on the list is equivalent to planting a seed in the garden, then fertilizing and watering it religiously, because my list grew exponentially. I started out with a little list that I could put on a Post-It, and the next thing I know, I'm up to a 8x11 sheet, all filled out. In fact, the simple act of doing something on the list invariably brings to mind another three or five things I need to do. On the same token, time seems to be accelerating, as though the laws of physics were a moot point.  And to make it all the more stressful, I'm still forced to go to my job, and then stay there for full shifts (how dare they?). Then, I'm tired, and I must sleep, and the next thing I know, three more days are gone.

On that note, I did do some pre-packing. I am looking to having a backpack with about 20-30 lbs to take. I also will have a little duffel bag with medical stuff in it. So, I packed up all the clothes that I bought, the "light-weight" clothes, and all the little things I thought I'd need. It wasn't quite full, so I was fairly proud of myself. Then I tried to lift it, and could barely get it off the ground. I'm not sure yet what the weight limit for luggage is for the flight, but I'm pretty sure I've surpassed it. So now I'm going to have to go digging through it, and take out some of the clothes and things.  I guess I don't need seven pairs of pants (four are zip-offs: you can never have enough of those!), and maybe eight shirts are a little excessive. I might leave the sleeping bag at home, I'll have to trust that there will be a bed to sleep in, or at least prepare myself for the possibility of sleeping on a cold hard floor. The bag only weighs two pounds, so it still has a chance for going. I can't imagine how much my bag would weigh if I were going somewhere cold. No, I take that back; when I went to Finland to study in the winter, I had to take boxes, and they were crazy heavy. Since then, I've only traveled with what I could put on my back, not what I could stack on a slick floor and push.

Things are getting done, though, slowly but surely. Honestly, the stress level isn't bad. I just had lunch with my doctor friend and her husband, and Jess and I were so excited to go after talking about what awaits us, we could have left right after the lunch.  It's true anticipation that I'm feeling, I really can't wait.