So I had a second dentists' trip today, all things went moderately better than my Monday appointment, but I won't be droll with details.
I spent the better part of two hours packing, unpacking, and repacking my two large suitcases full of all my clothes and extra necessities until both luggages where under 50 pounds each. This means I get to cart around 100 lbs of luggage, a 20 lb backpack (by the time I'm done cramming both my computers and etc into them) and a 5-10 pound duffel filled with nothing but rocks the day I leave for California.
Okay, so I'm lying about the rocks.
On the up side- I'm going to California.
I. Am going. To. CALIFORNIA.
Okay not forever, but hopefully for a very long time. I'm really getting excited at this prospect before me: I have realized for some time that I'm going to the west coast, to Calarts, for my MFA. However- it did not strike me to plan for anything other than getting there. So in my mind, once I step onto the plane I'm walking into a misty-shroudy- type of void where anything can happen because I have NOTHING to do but go forward. Or go backwards, but coming back home isn't an option now that I'm spending this much money to go after my goal.
I guess I'm just waking up to the fact that I have no clue where my life will go-- and it's an absolutely marvelous wake-up call.
last words for today- I fully plan on keeping my camera (and hopefully my video cam) on me at all times, especially during the trip to, so expect pictures and vlogs. woo. and of course some blogging too.