Packing...Day 1

So I finially decided last night that I should probably start packing since I move....ooooh in about 10 days!!! I had just recently done a crap ton of laundry and so I figured I might as well pack up the clean stuff so that I won't have to wash it again before I leave. After a lot of very strategical rolling and stuffing I managed to fit almost all of my clothes into one large and one medium suitcase. I left out enough clothes for the next week and a half and those should all fit in my last smaller suitcase, SUCCESS! In between all of the rolling and packing, I carefully went through all of my clothes and seperated them into three different categories: keep, toss, Goodwill. I've definitely learned to embrace the phrase "one person's junk is another person's treasure".

This morning I decided to start attacking the kitchen appliances and utensils that I don't use on a daily basis. Lucky for me, I can still use my roommates stuff in the mean time. I am hoping to be able to fit everything I own into 10 boxes and 3 suitcases. This may be wishful thinking, but I'm going to do my best to try!

On top of beginning my packing adventures, I have officially started my last year of college at SCSU this past Monday! I'm taking 4 online classes (2 of which my best friend Megan is also taking) to keep myself on track to graduate in the spring next year. I found out that I have to take one 150 question test and another 90 question test and that's ALL that's required for the entire semester!!! This semester will hopefully be fairly easy on me since I know I'm not going to want to study the second my husband comes home from work!

Earlier this week I recieved some good news and some bad news. The good news was that Bryan was heading back to Pendleton and leaving 29 Palms (aka a desert in the middle of no where). I have been able to text him during the day and talk to him every night since. I can't begin to explain how happy I am when I see his name and picture light up every time he calls :). The bad news is the reason he had to leave was because the entire setting was so realistic and similar to his times being deployed in Iraq and Afghanistan that he was having troubles with it on all levels. I can't help but worry about him and the rest of the guys that are still out there. There is so much more that goes on over seas that us back home never hear about. As Bryan puts it, "People don't want to hear about the nitty gritty things that have to happen in order to keep us all safe. Every single Marine (and military person) entirely believes in what they're fighting for, and that is to keep the war as far away from their friends and families back home as possible."

I realize that I take so much for granted. I need to remember that only two defining forces have ever offered to die for me: Jesus Christ and the American soldier. One died for my soul, the other for my freedom (I read this quote somewhere and thought it quite fitting). I hope that everyone is having a great day, and that you take the time as some point during your week to really count your blessings.