8 Day Countdown

Getting to the nostalgic point of good-byes.
Last week at church with the new friends.
Last FULL day with best friend.
Last game night.
Last day with the kids I’ve been nannying as I waited for this delayed visa.
Last D.C. bucket list.
Last kid dates.
Last week in my planner where I’m still stateside.

I knew it was coming, but it went from going-to-be-a-whirlwind-and-then-I’m-gone to 
I-have-way-too-much-time-to-think-and-psych-myself-out.

Don’t get me wrong—I’m very excited. 
This makes SENSE. 

I didn’t want to stay in hospitality and have had an interest in education for about 4 years. 
I also want {or think I want} to live and work abroad—preferably in developing countries {but again... this is what I think I want and could be prone to change.} 
I also have an interest in picking up a new language. 
And what more useful {and difficult, therefore setting me apart} language than Mandarin? 
I’ve always thought being single and having no ties was a black mark, but now I see it as exactly what allows me to go do this. 
Another reason I’m excited: continue to build myself and not wait around to meet someone and start that chapter of life. 

So, for all these reasons it makes SENSE to....
quit my job, move to a country where the city I’ll be living in has a population bigger than any place I’ve ever even visited, I know no one, where the culture is so vastly different than my current lifestyle, and I don’t speak the language. Like at all. 

So, for those reasons I feel a little sick right now but also just want to get on that 14-hour flight so I have no choice but to follow through. This decision was a lot easier when I was coming off of a two-week vacation on the beaches of Costa Rica, I was wading through clouds of depression and didn’t feel like I fit in anywhere here, and I wasn’t content at my current job. 


That being said...

I’m All In.