Waiting Might be the Hardest Part

It seems as though my days in Houston just crawl by. Work is long and boring. I feel like all I do is work, come home, eat dinner and watch shows with my mama. To be honest it’s really not bad at all, I get to go to fun lunches, have discovered bikram yoga, joined a softball league and spending time with my mother is awesome. The problem is I’m just so dang excited for Samoa, everything pales in comparison. All my friends are back at school, partying and going to class, and my adventure is stalled. Part of me knows it’s just a month and it will fly by, especially as I have lots of weekend trips planned to say my farewells. The other part of me wants it to be now! I spend my down time dreaming about what it will be like in Samoa, researching, looking at photos, and reading blogs. This is great because all the little tastes keep me going but they also get me all excited again, just to realize it’s not time yet. I should probably stop teasing myself, but I can’t help it. Anything about Samoa just makes me smile ear to ear. I know I’m having a pity party but I decided I am allowed one post to pout. My sister comes back in town tomorrow, next weekend I’m going to Austin to celebrate my birthday and hers. It’s going to be a great time and I have lots to be thankful for and look forward too. So for now, I will just have to love the moment I’m in, and know that the adventure will be here before I know it.