The night before I left, my family had a going away Taco party for me. The Leases, Cudmores, Larsons, Schulzes, Mike, Sarah, and the James’ all came to show their support and pray for me. What an amazing group of friends. I ate so much – had to get my fill for the year!

Thursday morning came in a rush. I had managed to finish nearly everything the night before despite all the stress – which included a five minute retreat under the covers to recoup. I might have shed a few tears of frustration and stress but I’m not admitting! After sleeping for a couple hours, I grabbed some last minute things, like my laptop (had to keep that out until the last minute, I needed a few “sanity” talks via AIM before going to bed) then headed out the door. Found out later that I should have grabbed my power cord too. *rolls eyes* Thankfully, saying good bye to the family happened in stages so I never broke down. Mom and Dad drove me to the airport. Security was easy, got through without a hitch. While waiting for the plane, I called Carrie to make sure she loved me lots. Lots and lots and would remember that when helping to haul my bags around!

She remembered and Carrie, Nicole, and I – through great fortitude and strength of spirit – managed to drag, pull, shove, cajole, and manipulate my absurdly heavy (but not over the limit!) bogs through terminal 6, over the air-train, through terminal 4, around a group of obviously-not-busy-enough airport workers, and out the curb where Carrie ran ahead to get the car. We then sat in the car, blatantly obstructing traffic, and enjoyed a much deserved homemade pumpkin muffin with homemade apple butter (courtesy of Nicole). After getting shooed by a security guard, we gladly left the airport and drove to Connecticut.

Let me say something about Nicole here. I had met her a couple times before and had liked her but had never had a chance to really hang out or talk with her much. So here is a girl who I’m not really sure likes me, I’m a bit intimidated, and now she’s helped haul my bags halfway around the airport, during which one of my bags decides to attack her! I felt so bad. Thankfully, it turns out; Nicole is one of the most fun, nicest, caring, neatest, etc people I have ever met! If you ever get a chance to meet her – you are lucky! And she’s an awesome cook!