Three weeks to go

Currently Reading: A Clockwork Orange, Anthony Burgess

... or just about, anyway. As I type this I'm watching the Democratic Party's New Hampshire debates, waiting for my nails to dry and skimming my NCCC Welcome Packet for any information that I might have missed. I plan to start preparing to leave for Denver next week -- shopping, packing, shopping, repacking, re-repacking, etc. My mind will sometimes scroll through diagrams of the various ways I can pack all of my stuff: suitcase + Red Bag, cardboard boxes, cardboard boxes + backpack, backpack + suitcase (not to mention the smaller bags within: make up bag, toiletries bag, laptop case...)

The closer it gets to Go Time, the more foggy my head becomes with things I'm trying to remember, things to do before I go. The To Do lists and sub-To Do lists don't really seem to be thinning the fog. And, as I mentioned in my last entry, there are more immediate concerns competing with the AmeriCorps ones. One day at a time, one day at a time.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'm catching the train down to Center City to meet up with Alan for his birthday. We're seeing Rent at the Academy at 1:00 and then meeting our parents for his birthday dinner. ... Jesus. "Our parents." (One day at a time, one day at a time.)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday ... vacuuming the house and steaming the carpets. Woo!! I think I'm subconsciously trying to make myself sick of the place so I'll be ready to leave. Or, I'm trying to appreciate my time down to the very nap of the carpet. Whatever.

One one of those days, I think I'm also going to do a trial run of the "Pack Test" and see where I stand. The pack test is for the Wildfire team; you have to walk three miles in 45 minutes while carrying a 45 lb pack. I'm still debating that. I think I'll just wait until I get to Denver and go to their information meeting before I lean either way. But for now, I want to see where I stand. <-- Geek. Hee. Thursday, I'll be working a double, Friday I'll be working, Saturday I'll be working. Sunday I'll be working my last shift ever! (I hope!) So, hopefully I'll make a bundle of money because it's the last time I'll be able to and I know I'll need to go shopping before I start packing.

After that, it'll be shopping, packing, ad nauseum. One thing I do have to make sure I do on Monday is call the MontCo courthouse. I just got a jury summons in the mail today ... for February 11th. Ha. I ain't goin. I got trainin', suckas. No, seriously. Not. Going. Don't get me wrong -- as an unemployed college graduate, I wouldn't mind participating in the lethargic circus that is being evaluated for jury duty. I'm not actively trying to avoid it. It's not like I have anything better to do. I'm just not coming home from Denver to do it, that's all. Not that they'd make me -- I would hope that serving my country more than satisfies my duties to serve Montgomery County. But I'm sure they want proof that I'll be in Denver on the 11th, so I'm gonna call and see what form that proof should take. Hopefully, it won't be anything like the social security number, mother's maiden name and library card ID of my Team Leader ...