Counting Down...

Hey everyone,

I hope you are enjoying the last of this summer and getting excited for the school year.

I apparently don't understand the concept of "consistency," but that's alright. I finally hit 1,000 page views and I'm pretty sure 800 of them were mine, so I'm content to go at my own, leisurely pace. (Thank you, if you were one of the 200 other page views, your audienceship is honoring.)

Would you like to guess what I'm "Counting Down" to? It shouldn't be that hard. Go on. Guess.

If you guessed college - You win 100 points and a virtual high five *high five*

If you guessed...anything else - You get a point for effort and a point for just being you.

Anyway. I have a grand total of 8 days before I move to Chattanooga.

8. Days.

Tomorrow it will be 7. One week away.

The next day, 6.

And before I know it, I'll be unpacking my stuff into a dorm room along with my five roommates.

Before I go into this, you should know that I don't generally like changes like this. I just don't. I never have and they scare me. People are always asking, "Are you excited?", "Are you ready?".

I don't know. I don't know if it's even possible for me to be excited and how will I ever be ready?

It's hard because I feel like I had no control over this college decision in the first place, and it's worse now, knowing that with what little freedom I did have, I made a mistake.

I know it will work out. My faith grants me hope that everything will be ok. So many people have encouraged me and told me that I've made a good decision and it'll work out. It will.

So I count down to the day I start college. And I continue to pray for peace and I treasure every moment I have before I leave. Who knows what will happen? It'll be an adventure and I'll learn everything I can from it.

It's already started. Lets hope I can catch up. :)

~Paula