This morning I've made my final cup of coffee in Korea. And it tastes soooooo gooooood. I still have a week before I leave--no, six days! But I'm fresh out of coffee and decided that since I'm kicking coffee to the curb on my four months of travel, I might as well start now. I mean, who wants coffee when you can have chai tea every day! That is, until I get to Vietnam, where I hear they have some spectacular iced coffee made with sweet and condensed milk... Mmmm...
I've spent the past week being very busy doing a lot of... A little. I've sorted through clothes and decided what to give away and what to send home (though, I fear I need to do a second cut and get rid of more still), I've put aside what I'll be taking in my backpack on my trip (though, that also needs a second cut), read three books (well, I still have 50 more pages to finish in the third one), watched Season Three of The Walking Dead (but there's one more new episode coming out on Monday!), used up as much of my food as I could cooking couscous, soups, chili, pasta and banana coconut pancakes (still have a can of soup, gingerbread and chocolate pudding to make), sorted through papers and office supplies that I've accumulated over three years, as well as toiletries and other personal items, shoved all my important 'to-send-home' stuff (i.e., climbing gear, cute notes from former students, a few special books) to the corner of our living room, decided which shoes to throw away, put an olive oil, honey and cinnamon hair mask on in an attempt to naturally lighten my hair (my friend had just done it and I figured anything to keep me from actually having to pack any boxes sounds good to me--it smells so yummy I want to eat it), made final plans with friends, and made an appointment to get a cleaning at the dentist two days before I leave.
So, as you can see, I've gotten a lot done, but still have a lot more to do (i.e., actually pack up boxes to ship home). I'm notorious for not getting anything completely done until the last minute, and until that last minute just chipping away at things a little here and there. Like an ice sculpture. That's how I imagine it.
I've spent the past week being very busy doing a lot of... A little. I've sorted through clothes and decided what to give away and what to send home (though, I fear I need to do a second cut and get rid of more still), I've put aside what I'll be taking in my backpack on my trip (though, that also needs a second cut), read three books (well, I still have 50 more pages to finish in the third one), watched Season Three of The Walking Dead (but there's one more new episode coming out on Monday!), used up as much of my food as I could cooking couscous, soups, chili, pasta and banana coconut pancakes (still have a can of soup, gingerbread and chocolate pudding to make), sorted through papers and office supplies that I've accumulated over three years, as well as toiletries and other personal items, shoved all my important 'to-send-home' stuff (i.e., climbing gear, cute notes from former students, a few special books) to the corner of our living room, decided which shoes to throw away, put an olive oil, honey and cinnamon hair mask on in an attempt to naturally lighten my hair (my friend had just done it and I figured anything to keep me from actually having to pack any boxes sounds good to me--it smells so yummy I want to eat it), made final plans with friends, and made an appointment to get a cleaning at the dentist two days before I leave.
So, as you can see, I've gotten a lot done, but still have a lot more to do (i.e., actually pack up boxes to ship home). I'm notorious for not getting anything completely done until the last minute, and until that last minute just chipping away at things a little here and there. Like an ice sculpture. That's how I imagine it.
