T-Minus: 1 Week (and 1 Day Until the Moment of Truth)

This time next Sunday I’ll be leaving on a jet plane…

And tomorrow right around High Noon I’ll be venturing to the passport office in the hopes (please, God) that my passport has gone off without a hitch and I can pick it up.

They seemingly haven’t called either of my references or my guarantor…but I’m told that’s not necessarily something they do for everyone. I don’t have a criminal record, my last name isn’t bin Laden, and I’m not an Israeli spy, so maybe I’m not someone to be worried about ๐Ÿ˜‰

Believe it or not I’ve actually been doing my best to keep utter giddy school-boyish excitement for this trip at bay until I have that precious blue booklet in my hand. When I get hold of it, well, I’m sure there’ll be no getting anything done for the rest of the week.

I can hardly contain myself! ๐Ÿ™‚

– S.