I have so much to do. SO MUCH. I want so badly to have a day off this week so that I can pack and get ready to go to Cambridge, but I don’t have that time. All the time after and before work is taken up by friends, which I can’t complain about at all because I love them dearly, but I do need some time to get myself together. Just myself.
I’m having mixed feelings about Cambridge… not cold feet or any feeling that I don’t want to go, just a mixture of financial stresses, travel planning excitement, and that THRILL of change and expectation.
My life’s timing is certainly off. I fully intended on going abroad without having a single care in the world behind in the states. Against my will, and in spite of myself, I’ve formed an attachment right at the most inopportune time. Still, that isn’t going to stop me. I’m going, I’m damn excited (have been for months) and it’s going to be probably the best summer of my life.
I am worried, financially, though. I haven’t made as much as I had hoped, and my finances seem to dwindle ever lower daily, as much as I’m saving. I do have a scholarship that will be in my bank account by the time I get back… but I want so badly to traveltraveltravel, and right now that looks like it may not happen.
This is what I need time for! Just a couple hours to sort things out on paper and to plan out my six weeks, to some degree. My budget, my outfits… the little things like adaptors and student discount cards and making copies of passports.
Sigh. This shouldn’t be so stressful.