  Every now and then people ask me if I'm nervous about moving so far away. Until now the answer has been no without hesitating. Now however is a different story. As every day passes I get more nervous and jumpy about the whole thing.
I guess it's normal but pretty uncommon to me. I've moved before, granted not to another country, but never had these butterflies in my tummy. 39 days left. Normally a long time but since I'm on vacation from work it's speeding by. You all know how fast those few weeks of no work passes by. Almost finished painting the house I started on yesterday. I must have put more paint on me than on the house.
It seems that way anyhow. Took me forever in the sauna and shower to get rid of it all and you wouldn't believe that places paint can get to. *sigh* My mind is racing. On overtime. Nothing new really is it? But for a change it's all good. I'm all good. Better than good actually. But that's another story which I will keep for myself. 
