Single Digits!

Holy cow - remember when we used to say, "Holy cow?" - I'm moving to the West Coast in T-minus 9 days. I feel a little unprepared seeing as to how I've done nothing thus far to get ready. The 'to do' list is just growing inside my head. I'm also wondering how exactly am I going to drive that big U-haul truck over to store my stuff. I'm not good with driving big cars. I feel like I'm going to run over something. I am beginning to realize just how long 4 months actually is. I know it will be over before I know it, summer have a way of just speeding by. But still, 4 months is very close to half a year. I must pack accordingly. Don't want to be forced to wear the same boring wardrobe all the time. Then again, the constant not-so-summer summer weather in San Francisco should be pretty conducive to long sleeves and light sweaters. In a way it is a relief to escape the suffocatingly hot Atlanta weather. My only concern is that my tan will suffer. I will have to take frequent weekend trips to the beach. Thank god for the Pacific. So, if I'm freaking out about moving domestically, I can't imagine what I would be thinking if I had to move to say...Rwanda. I watched my friend Emily pack 3 big boxes of tampons yesterday. It would be 100 times more difficult moving if I did not have the creature comforts (in the event that I were born female) to buy a tampon. San Francisco even has more than what I am used to in Atlanta, like an H&M! Tampons galore (insert another 'thank you god' that I wasn't born a woman)! Am I welcoming the move? Not sure. Am I excited to try out a new city? Absolutely. I am also grateful for the income that will allow me to explore my new environment. This wil be my first paid internship I've ever done. Not too bad for a first year masters student. Took me long enough, right? So my to do list is as follows: 1. final exams, 2. get boxes, 3. pack stuff, 4. unpack stuff that I didn't think I would need but had second thoughts about, 5. move stuff, 6. repack stuff that I thought I would need but could not fit in my suitcase, 7. leave for San Francisco. CRAZY! Only 9 days to do it all. Here's hoping.