T minus 3 weeks

For the past four months life has been at a much slower pace for me. Sometimes I even think it's been too slow, if that's possible. I planned my trip to Spain what seems like a century ago and I've been slowly preparing and finalizing plans and anxiously awaiting the day I finally leave. With most things set in place (other than the packing, which I am really dreading trying to shove my entire life into 2 big bags) here I sit with exactly three weeks until the departure.

My cat is currently sitting next to me looking up at me with her loving eyes, thinking "my mom is never leaving my side." I have to say, this will be one of the harder parts of me leaving. She is very attached and might go through a little bit of withdrawal without me around. I think I might too. But I know she is in a good home with people who love her and will take care of her just as well. If I could bring her, she would be on that plane with me. I have to say, this little feline has been through everything with me for the past four years and has faithfully remained my companion through it all. She knows when I'm sad and knows exactly how to soothe me. Pets are really incredible. I have read about psychological studies and how it's proven that people who have pets are generally much less depressed than those that don't have pets. Fascinating. I believe it.

I have a few more plans before I leave. My brother Ben has generously offered to fly me into Tulsa over Labor Day weekend to see him and his wife, Nadja. They basically moved to Tulsa when I left and I never got to see their home. I don't know about you, but there is something about seeing where my loved ones live that puts my mind at ease. I know they are fine even if I don't get to see it but it's nice to really picture them in their environment and know that they are happy. I felt the same way earlier this summer when I finally got to see my brother Ari and his wife in San Francisco. Maybe it's a woman thing. I don't know.

The following weekend I am going up to Austin (sigh) one last time to see my best friend Diana. She and her friend Ashley just moved into an apartment together and they are having a housewarming party. They are both second year grad students at UT and will be finishing up their Master's this year. Smarties. It's going to be tough not seeing Di for 6 months. She has sort of become my rock in all my strife (besides my parents) and I know I will feel a little lost without her to lean on while I'm gone. Of course it will be good for me to be on my own. So I'm not worried, but I sure will miss her.

And last but certainly not least, the week of my departure I have a lovely appointment scheduled at a spa for a full "suburban delight" treatment thanks to my parents who thought it would be a great birthday gift. The package includes a luxurious massage, facial, lunch from one of my favorite restaurants and a manicure and pedicure so I can leave the country looking fabulous! I'm very excited.

So that's what's happening with me. I would love to hear from any and all of you within the next few weeks to catch up, say goodbye, etc. Gimme a call, or better yet come see me! Love to you all.