Procrastination will be the death of me one of these days. I am scheduled to hop on a greyhound bus tomorrow afternoon to move to another state. I just finished the majority of all the packing I had to do. Soon into the packing process I figured out I had way more cloths than anticipated. When I take a trip I always tend to pack heavy. This time was no different, and yet I still had to leave behind very important items. Taking a bus trip has it's perks and then it doesn't. Limited packing space has got my stress level up to the max, it also does not help I waited until the last day to start packing.
I have been making a list for quite some time now of music to download onto my ipod for this trip. But guess what of course something is drastically wrong with my itunes account, and of course I would wait until the last day to try and concur my list of songs. I am not the greatest with technology so I am not going to figure out this problem. I might just have to listed to horribly outdated music the entire trip. Or hopefully I will be able to find an interesting book I can bury myself in.
Today I reviewed my bus route. Coming to find I now have a six hour layover in Denver, Colorado. I have been to Colorado already twice in my life. It is extraordinarily beautiful there, but what the hell am I going to do for six hours at night? I am nervous to stray away from the bus station. Because I am servilely directionally challenged. Being in a place I am not familiar with is not comforting.
Their was still a few people left that I would have liked to say goodbye to, but under certain circumstances it appears that we wont have a chance. I am very glad to know that my mother actually took a sick day from work tomorrow so she can bring me to the bus stop to say her goodbye. I am full of nervous and anxious energy. Yet I am also excited, and ready to start this new life.
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