Well, today was fairly les mis. Got up late, but got the packing done more-or-less and went and started on the goodbyes. Dan & Alosha, Peter & Mary, etc. as well as Robyn. It was quite strange saying my see-ya-laters (I don’t do the G-word) to them all, knowing that I won’t see them for ages. I was quite proud of myself, though, in that there were no tears (yet). Even leaving Robyn’s, we managed to get away with just hugs and kisses and such without the bawling which I fully expected.
Go team us! Still, there’s the possibility of making up for a summer without the Rob-meister next summer with a nice helping of Disney. So that’ll be ok.
But yeah, things were a bit blah today. Had to go into Dad’s office this evening and did a year’s worth of photocopying. But it’s all sorted now. Everything is (or rather, will be within 20 minutes) packed, Mum/Dad/Órl have their instructions, we know what time we’re leaving the house and what time we need to be there for (I’m determined to prove that I actually can be punctual, for once…), we know when we can get our apartment keys/when the furniture is being delivered/when we sign our forms and such so all should be ok.
I hope.
It’s a very surreal feeling knowing that the next time I blog, I’ll be in Boston. I keep feeling like I’m on my Easter holidays from college or something, and that I actually have to go to college tomorrow and study for my exams. I’m not sure it’s really hit me at all yet. But then, I’m not sure it will, until I’m walking around Boston, at least.
Peter asked me earlier “how are the levels?” to which i replied “well, excitement is about here (shoulder height) and terror is somewhere up here (way above my head). I know I’ll be fine, but that doesn’t make the initial parts any less scary. And there’s still the familial see-ya-later to be done, which I’m fairly sure I will bawl my eyes out over, but sure this is more of it now. You know yourself.
So what’s next? We get to Boston, taxi to the hotel, check in, get faxed forms about furniture & fax them back, get into the room, bit of chillaxing before we meet back up with the others (if at all) and after that, who knows. Thursday, we’re getting the furniture delivered. Friday, we’re doing the testing out how to get to work. So hopefully I should have a mobile sorted by then. My Irish number will work until I do, so it’s all ok, I suppose.
Oh, and to all those people who texted me today wishing me luck, on the off chance that I don’t remember to text ye tomorrow morning before I get to the Americas, sorry! I was up the walls, but the sentiments are much appreciated!
Expect the next blog post to be, at least in part, full of pictures and/or video. Am I terrified? Yes. Am I excited? Sorta. Am I sure it’s going to be a Summer to remember? Hells yes.
