Time fly by

I was meant to blog after I got my visa. But time just fly by now. I can’t believe that in 2½ week, I will be in NYC. I’m almost there now.

Well, I got my visa and I got my papers. Everything is practical in order.

I’m ready for Christmas. I’m ready to start packing. My host family has left their former house and town in WA. On their way to celebrate Christmas and then next week going to the temp. housing in Boulder. Where they and I will stay until they find a house they want to call their home.

I have been asked how I can live with, not moving into the place I will stay until my year is over.  ½ year ago I wouldn’t be able to live with it. But my mind have changed the way I see things. Instead of seeing obstacles all the time, I have started to see opportunities. I don’t think it’s that bad, to move location. They will start “over” and I will start “over” together. The town will be new to them, as well as it will be new to me. Yes I understand people who say but you will have to move in the middle of it. Yes, but at least I will move in the same town, maybe just a few blocks – who knows.

I have never tried to move. I have lived 20½ year in the same area, in the same town, street and house. So it will be a new experience for me, along with everything else.

So instead of saying; “Defiantly not!” I just say “Why not?!” I really don’t think it will kill me and maybe it will be fun. My host parents will have time to find a house without stressing, I will have the children and things will go smoothly. When they find a house, we’ll move.

I have no idea if this makes sense. To sum up, I take the moving part with me as an extra experience. It’ll be fun – no worries.

I have this weird feeling inside of me right now. I’m gonna do this. It’s actually happening. And I have so much to pack down. I’ve made a deal with my parents. I’m gonna pack down all of my stuff before leaving. I will probably go find my own place when I get back, start studying  and there is no need to leave all of my stuff on the shelves in Denmark. So Along with finding and discussing with myself what to bring I also have to pack everything down in boxes, So I don’t have to do that when I get back.

I look forward to the year to come. I’m gonna say “see ya” to a lot of people I care about tomorrow. People I won’t see in a long time. It makes me kind of sad. There is a very good reason that I’m not throwing a goodbye-party – I hate goodbyes. It’s not goodbye, it’s see ya – I will be back! So it really starts tomorrow. I don’t like the idea, but it’s part of the game.

If I don’t get to blog next couple of days then: Merry Christmas!