And I am off...almost

It's my last night in my bed (or any bed I guess) before I head out. I have been increasingly anxious and annoyed at being anxious. My internal dialog looks a lot like this:

Me: "No one is forcing you to do this so if your are going to be a baby about it...then just don't do it."

Me: "You're an asshole."

Ok, so I am a tiny bit nervous but really excited to begin this little adventure. I wrapped up all my work (or at least I arranged that my emails will forward to someone else...suckers!) and deleted my work email account from my phone. Wow, that felt good. I suggest everyone try that - just for the weekend. Delete it. You will thank me on Monday morning when you are trying to figure out all your settings again...but I do endorse the momentary awesomeness. 

My pack is ready to go and weighing in at 28 lbs (that is pretty awesome for 7 days, in case you...like me...have no idea what that means or why it matters) even with my luxury items, which I consider to be:

5 different skincare items (yes, I added one).

A pillow

A book

Things I wanted to bring but am really proud (and slightly bitter) to be leaving behind:

Nice sheets

A mirror

My iPad

Half-and-half

Starbucks

Tomorrow morning I will drag my sweet family out of their beds and force them to escort me 2 hours north to Springer Mountain where the fun will officially begin. Follow along and I will post as frequently as my bear friends or mountain captors will allow (kidding, mom).

Cheers everyone!