Started my day off in rush hour traffic to get down to the health department for all the vaccines I need before I leave. All THREE of them. That’s THREE needles. As some of you may know, I am not too fond of anything involving needles. Oh what’s that? You’d like to present me with the award for World’s Biggest Understatement 2014? Why, thanks.

Yeah, so, any day that starts with needles is going to suck (especially since my arms were already so sore from cleaning and painting all weekend) so I decided to get all the other unpleasant tasks crossed off my to-do list and just write the whole day off. Next stop, Longview- 1 hour wait to enroll for classes (that coincidently started today, can I get the award for Top Procrastinator as well?). Then another hour waiting for financial aid advisor who was a witch. But I couldn’t get all the classes I needed so after all that I changed my mind and decided to reenroll at the Art Institute online, which doesn’t start until 8/28 so I have more time to get stuff together. Plus, their sessions run five weeks so I can take one or two and then skip the Nov-Dec session. Since I got some details about the Wildtracks place I will be volunteering at during that time and found that there is no wifi, internet is only turned on 8am-5pm, and they run solely on solar power. Not exactly conducive to online classes.

After I got out of there, I grabbed lunch and finalized my Belize trip and put down a deposit, ordered my backpack, posted an ad to sell my car, and then ran over to the optometrist to pick up the contacts I ordered. And then did I get to go home? Nope. Spent another hour at my doctor’s so I could get a prescription for malaria pills, and then had to go to the pharmacy to have it filled. Came home and finished cleaning out all my stuff. My bedroom is now spotless except for my newly established “packing corner”. Yeah, every time I find or buy anything that needs to go with me it just gets tossed on the heap:


Not sure how I’m going to get it all in one bag, but at least everything’s in the same place…

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