whoa

I can't believe its been this long since I last posted.

I was in a car accident on sunday: it was not my fault and the other driver's insurance GEICO [lets hope the gecko is as good insurance as they claim to be..yeah?] is paying for the damages. My relatively new car is now not drivable for the unforeseen future...which, fortunately, is not as big of an annoyance as it could have been as I am leaving town tomorrow...for 18 days. I cant remember the last time I was gone for that long; I think it was India for 6 weeks during the summer of 2005. 

TC left church to come stand with me on the side of the road: I am SO THANKFUL to have such a beautiful spirit-filled friend.  She wisely suggested a glass of wine at Galaxy while we waited for the boys to get out of the sermon that we were pretty certain that we, now more than ever, needed to hear [and that we did, both of us have since listened to the podcast]. B2 was sweet enough to bring me home after we all, including my still distressed stomach, enjoyed a great dinner. It's a new routine for me, the sunday church crew, but I am really going to miss it and my friday am breakfast with TC.  I have lots to look forward to when I return home! 

But for now, I am putzing around my house making sure I've dotted all of my i's and crossed all of my t's; making sure I have everything I need, printing out all pertinent documents, checking and copying my workout schedule, eating the last of my fresh produce, master cleaning the litter box so kitty sitter #2 doesnt have too nasty of a job, portioning out snacks for the flights, acquiring reading materials, catching up on emails, notifying folks of my extended departure , calling my bank so they aren't alarmed when they see someone in MOROCCO trying to use my card, you know, just trip stuff.  

ITS AMAZING HOW QUICKLY ALL OF THE LITTLE THINGS ADD UP.

It sounds sick and I can't believe I am publicly posting this, but...

I haven't left yet and I'm sorta already looking forward to coming home.

Now, dont get me wrong. I am VERY EXCITED, VERY. But I also have a little bit of a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I emailed DW today and mentioned that I think its due to a [my] fear of loosing momentum..but then again, why should I be worried about momentum? My main goal is to be growing [physically stronger, mentally tougher and calmer, socially consistent] at a sustainable rate!! NOTHING POSITIVE, at least in my most recent recollection, has come from quick growth. Quick growth leads to acute disasters...but I guess, and I digress, through the my 'disasters' [breakups, injuries, decisions made due to ego] there have been positive lessons learned, new perspectives given, and new friendships formed. 

So I keep telling myself that this trip is WHAT I NEED RIGHT NOW: It will be good for me to get out of this city and out of this comfortable little life I have here. 

Everything I hold near and dear will still be here when I return :)

and so I go...onward ho!