21 Days to Go!
Under three weeks now until I begin my second CRP! Time is flying by and I'm a little worried my program will be over in the blink of an eye at the rate I'm experiencing the countdown. It feels like only yesterday I got my visa from the embassy but that was over a month ago!
With so little time left, I'm starting to do that thing I do towards the end of a Walt Disney World vacation. I start to say in my head "oh it's my last time on the Peoplemover this vacation" or "it's my last Magical Star cocktail of this vacation!" Right now, I'm doing the same thing but with people. With friends and family schedules and my own hectic agenda up until my departure, it's now that I'm starting to say my goodbyes.
Friday night I went round to my friend Carrie's house for a Disney chats, rom coms and dinner date. We popped to the shops to get some supplies including Chicken, Pasta, Pesto, Broccoli and Courgettes (Zucchini for all you Americans out there) however, there was no popcorn! Who has a night watching movies without popcorn?! We agreed that after Dinner we'd pop out for McFlurrys as compensation for the matter.
We spent the whole night pretty much gabbing about her most recent trip, watching Disney vlogs and asking ourselves different questions like 'If you had to demolish an attraction in each park, which would you pick?' and 'which five things in Walt Disney World would you upgrade?'
My other good friend Pete (Carrie's boyfriend) was also in attendance and the three of us thoroughly enjoyed our pasta dish concoction, Easy A, Saving Mr. Banks and McFlurrys (and mozerella sticks... oops). The next morning was my first set of goodbyes... Saying goodbye to Carrie and Pete. I'm so bad with goodbyes that I do my best to actively avoid them. At a party or gathering, I'm almost always the one to make an 'Irish Exit' (which is when you leave without saying goodbye) but after they were so hospitable, that'd be incredibly rude! I'd say that this goodbye was the least of my worries, as knowing Carrie's mutual obsession with Disney World, I knew both of them would be out to visit in no time at all.
Fast forward to Yesterday (Sunday) and the farewell to my grandparents, cousins, uncle and auntie. My Mum slaved away all weekend to produce a pretty spectacular roast dinner for ten people! I had a little chuckle at us all crowded around the dining room table designed for no more than six people. If you've ever had a massive family Christmas meal, you'll understand the image of family members straddling table legs and everyone on different types of chair meaning that Nan's three feet of the ground and the cousin can barely see his plate.
Yesterday's goodbyes were certainly more difficult to swallow, especially as even my Grandad got chocked up when it came to saying goodbye. It does concern me being away from my grandparents for so long as neither of them are particularly well. However, today was a wonderful day to leave on and whilst I may be upset by the goodbye, I'm also happy with it.
I think the hardest goodbye is going to be to my dog Eddie. As ridiculous as it sounds, whilst I'll of course miss my parents and best friends the most, I can talk to them on Skype and they can come visit. With Eddie I have to go a year without having him look up at me with those puppy dog eyes or watch him lift up his paw asking me for another treat. It's a little worrying how much I'm cuddling him at the moment but I want to savour every minute of the twenty something days I have left with him.
As the date draws closer, excitement induced anxiety is starting to set in. With each goodbye I feel as though I'm plucking off the main supports from my life. Once those supports have gone, it's just me on my own as I embark on the journey to Florida again. I still recall my first night in housing on my 2013-14 program; I had an overwhelming feeling of being completely alone in the world with just a suitcase and backpack to my name. It was only when I began to make friends the next day that I began to settle in and calm down.
I'm not sure whether I'll go through the same emotions this time round as I have the advantage of knowing what I'm letting myself in for. I also have a few friends in Florida and some taking on the program again, so I won't be alone for long, if at all. The unknown is probably the biggest thing making me anxious. I like planning a lot! Like a lot, a lot! When I'm going on vacation, I have a beautiful spreadsheet printed of each destination per day, which fast passes we have booked and the dining reservations we have. Knowing that I can't plan everything in my arrival down to tee and that I'll be relying completely on spontaneity makes me feel a little bit ill.
I know everything will be fine and I'll be back with those I'm saying goodbye to soon enough. I just need to have my little moment of freak out time. "Oh God. I'm moving to Florida! Can I do this? Oh God, I'm actually doing this! AHHH!" ...That's better.
Have a magical day!
21 Days to Go!