One More Weekend

"One more weekend left." As these four words were uttered to me this evening, an urge of panic ran through my veins. I am trying to stay in the present moment - to remember what I am feeling, to sit with these thoughts, and to enjoy every moment I have with my roommates, coworkers and friends...I mean, how many times am I going to go through this process of moving to Guatemala?? ...I want to enjoy these moments. Truthfully I have been struggling with these feelings for the past several weeks though. I never thought of myself as an anxious person, but the closer and closer I get to my leaving date, the less I can breathe. This is a really exciting time for me...but I am ready to just be there. I am enjoying spending time with my friends, but this feeling of heart-pounding nervousness has to end!

I need to remember that I will be there soon enough...I don't want to regret not enjoying the time that I have with the people I care about. I feel that I am being selfish and I hate that I am acting this way.

On another note, I am ready for my parents to be here!! :) I can't wait to hang out with them and show them more of D.C.. Oh how I am going to miss the train system .... as well as grilling in the backyard, shopping at Marshals, and watching crap tv. :) The things we do to entertain ourselves!

p.s. What the heck am I suppose to teach the students? And how.....hmmm...I have been putting this question off. But since I will be teaching in like, ummm....22 days, maybe I should start thinking about this.