3, 2, 1 liftoff..... In 35 days.

Im sick and im tired. Literally.
Im sick and im tired. Figurativly

Im sick and tired of this painfully slow and at the same time ultra hyper-speed waiting game that leaves my stomach doing triple backflips whenever the thought of leaving crosses my mind. Or is it the thought of NOT leaving. Probably.

Im just about ready to leave this snowy unwonderland and go to my paradise forever. no strings attached. I want to arrive in my plane, get over jet lag and give my stomach a rest and sleep easy knowing im finally there. I just want everything to be taken care of well before I leave.

I did get my passport in the mail today. which I wasnt expecting.

Somehow I cant shake a phrase Les once said to me from my mind, Theres probably a reason for that....

And I know your all probably thinking " OH steph! at least you get to go!" But you get a little impatient when you've been waiting over a year for where your going to be in a little over a month ( hopefully ) And its expecially stressful because you didnt get to go last time.

On another note. Isnt it awesome I only get 1/2 hour to myself today which will be spent packing for a youth retreat at camp Kadesh this weekend? Yee hoo. Did someone say only female sponsor!?

Thats ok though. Im actually kind of looking forward to it. I might be able to polish up on my "photography skillz" and all you more than patient people will finally get to see some new stuff from me.
Besides. Those kids can be fun.