The longest 'DAY' of my life...
I did it. As of today, I am now one day closer to my actual leaving than I have ever been before. On December 16th,2011, when my Honduras invitation was cancelled, I was 66 days from departure. Today, on February 25th, I am 65 days from departure. That was the longest 'day' of my life. It was constantly frustrating, like re-writing that thesis paper after your computer crashed. Knowing you had already accomplished this, and that yes, it should be easier this time because of that, but also knowing that there are other things you could have been doing if this hadn't have happened. But it's over. I'm back 'on track'. I can count the number of weeks left in this country without needing to use my toes. I'm hopeful, and even letting myself get excited again. This might just really happen. That is so awesome. In the longest 'day' of my life, I was pretty productive too. I earned 5 more paychecks from Home Depot, I finished another Spanish class, I g...