Packing up our cars and just crying. I just feel really overwhelmed and like this adventure is sure to fail.
Those pictures of goats I posted got over 100 notes apiece.
Apparently there are a lot of goat lovers out there…not gonna question it.
The only downside to not getting home from work at 8:30 pm is that by the time I get home, do a couple chores, get settled, and remember I should probably eat some dinner it is 10:00. I don’t really care about eating my delicious bowl of soup that late, except I think the late dinner has been disrupting my already bizarre dreams.
Oh well, as long as they aren’t nightmares.
I basically am beyond words excited.
…that is when I don’t feel like I am about to poop my pants. It feels utterly reckless which I am in love with. I’ve always envisioned a life recklessly devoted to experiencing the world and all the amazing people in it. However, by nature I am a timid, worrisome, wannabe explorer.
I love that Rasputin is helping me be an adventurer. To trust that in the end I will always be just fine.
Pretty stoked for my cheeseburger soup for dinner.
Also pretty sure I earned it after the weights I lifted. Shaun t I absolutely love to hate you.
The plan for this week is:
Run (monday, wed, friday)
Pack (it’ll realistically only take a day to pack. We really don’t have too much stuff that we plan on taking. Everything we own can fit in his car and my suv. The beauty of pictures is they are very compact and easy to move.)
Drive to Washington to say buh bye to my family. They drive me so incredibly crazy but I do want to visit my mom, sister, niece, and brother before I move to a different part of the country. Especially my niece.
Clean our portion of the house thoroughly.
Call the vet to get tips for how to best transport princess Penelope Pendergrass on such a long drive.
EdIT*** I suppose I should clean out my car too before loading my life into it. And get it an oil change.
and how can I even mention the real life baby goat we stumbled upon barely half a mile later. And they were just right there, waiting on the side of the trail. Begging to come home with me.
And he still said no. My love for goats is real.
Just remembering that one time I almost walked right into a goat on a hike. And Rasputin STILL would not let me bring him home. But, by the look on his face, I think he was just THRILLED to have met my acquaintance.
I can only do so many duolingo lessons in one day. Who knows how effective they are..but at least it’s getting me brushed up on my skillz
I really just want to download a trashy america’s next top model season so I can mindlessly listen to terrible television tomorrow while I: draw, edit pictures, make lists, job hunt, and possibly pack a little bit.
Is this really too much to ask for?
What?? Rasputin needs to get you a goat!
oh my gosh i so wish. It is my dream to have two little pygmy goats for the dogs to play with (because they need their own pets?)
I am so behind on picture editing. I have two glacier hikes and out seattle trip to edit.
Goal for our next home is to actually print some of my favorites out and hang up. To, you know, make it feel like ours.
I never bothered to do that here because neither of us ever really cared for this house and knew it was just temporary.
I need to pack up my books. And pack up all our clothes except for what we need this week. And take our pictures down. Basically get the nonessentials packed.
It’s really not that bad because we really don’t have that much stuff.