I'm going to Africa...

I'm going to Africa.

I'm working down my list of things to do before I LEAVE FOR AFRICA.

It hasn't quite hit me yet that I'm leaving the country, yet.

So far, I've come to the conclusion that I'm leaving my job. It's just a job. There will be more until the day I find my career. Is that what they call it? A career. What about waking up every day and not thinking of work as a career, as a job... But instead, thinking, I'll do something that I love today. And when I'm tired of doing what I love, I'll sleep. And tomorrow, I'll want to do that same thing again.

So far, I've nearly exhausted my health care benefits. I've been to see every doctor & specialist that I've ever imagined. I've been prescribed and biopsied without question. A total of 12 minutes in a dermatologist's office (from sign in to door hitting me on the way out of the waiting room) and 2 slices of skin gone. talk about scary. Imagine my 25 year old self. I may be the only one you know that can keep her cool under pressure. I tend to freak out after the fact.

As a passenger once, while the driver slides on ice and fishtails, then puts her hands up in the air and screams; I'm the one that reaches over and calmly guides the car back onto the road and stops the disaster of the lake 10 feet to the right and the concrete walls 4 feet to the left. (ahem... Allisen...) Needless to say, about 15-20 minutes later, I was freaking out.

In addition to my new and improved medical records, I also starting listing my life for sale on craigslist.

Very.
Emotional.

Well, not so much my life, but what my life has, up until recently, been built around... my things. Moving out of my Chester apartment with Lisa (whom I miss dearly), I will never forget Allisen's reaction to my 7 collections of dishes. I mean, full-service of 12, seven different sets of dinnerware & matching kitchen accessories.

Overboard.
Way too much.

So, I'm currently listing my 'life' on craigslist.com.

So far:
a couch
matching 3-piece Ethan Allen dressers
2 matching Ethan Allen vanities
a piano from my grandmother(that makes me tear up to think of selling)
a clarinet (which I was contemplating giving back to my wonderful Aunt Terri that 'loaned' it to me over 12 years ago. )

I was also thinking of doing something fun like "book bundles." I have way too many books, my book shelves are overflowing, plus a closet full of boxes, and some in the basement as well.

What I really need is a yard sale. Just old-fashioned yard sale fun.

Maybe even a lemonade stand.

As the weather (snow), and the awful location ( 1 mile deep into the woods) don't really accomodate what I need to accomplish, I was thinking maybe an online yard sale...



how exactly does one hold an on-line yard sale??????