8 sleeps

holy crap! i'm leaving a week from tomorrow. one week.
that is not a lot of days. not nearly enough.
being the nervous traveller that i am, i'm starting to freak out.
realized it tonight when patty asked me when i was leaving and my answer came out all loud and warbly.
i hate this period of time right before i do something new. i'm such a pessimist that i expect the worst and get myself all worked up for no reason. by wednesday i should be good and panicky - just the state you want to be in while all major airports are under heightened security conditions.
the girls did bring up a good point tonight - cheap tailors are good for ball gowns as well as suits!!! and ball gowns are so much more interesting than suits!!! maybe i'll try to concentrate on that for the next week.
things are supposed to be winding down at work this week, but then my boss quit and i'm teaching a course tomorrow and i have to cook dinner and i have to go to ubc to speak to the new mba class on tuesday... ahh! it's all too much! and honestly, the only advice i can think of for them is... DON'T SPEND 15 HOURS ON BC PACKERS.
and i'm gonna be 4 months behind on all the good tv, and i'm gonna miss my friends. all of a sudden going away is not very appealing.
good thing i've done this before. good thing i'm going with the most laid-back guy on the face of the earth (excluding rob). good thing i like egg tarts.