transitioning in Phoenix

Just a little update


I made it out of Swig alive, in tact and with all of my things packed and on their way to wherever they were supposed to end up. Even after some serious freak outs and last minute planning.  Our room was cleaned after franticness. I said bye without balling (i cried a good amount but pulled myself together) and we didnt get charged for anything
Successful I guess.
But Im not quite sure how you call the end of an amazing year and packing up and saying good bye successful. But if you can it was.


I'm in the Arizona airport. My eyes are SOO heavy and that status of my zombieness is at an all time high. Three hours of sleep last night and two weeks of 5 hours nights before that. If nothing else I gotta get home so I can get some sleep.


Just talked to my dad about what I'll do when I get home on Friday. FRIDAY IS TOMORROW! I am going home right now. I will be home home tomorrow. Rafting the next day. Camping that night...what the heck is happening. I am so confused. SUCH a freaking mind boggling time warp. I dont get it.


I cant believe this year is over. And am in no place to even think about it.  I cried hard when we said bye to 214, cried hugging Stella and Hayley, Keely and Lauren.  Walking away from Swig. Hugging Rubes. GAHHH! I just cant believe its over. I mean I totally DO NOT believe its over.
But...still it was out of this world, the best year of my life, more than I could ever ask for. And even exhausted, sad, so ready to be done traveling, packing, streessing, I feel full of joy and love and excitement. I feel so full of life and so content and satisfied with where I am. I dont have any regrets about this year and see nothing but wonderfulness ahead. Its gonna be great. GREAT!


I sat next to a really really nice guy on the airplane. We talked about school and life and kids and jobs and all sorts of things. As much as I wanted to sleep I wasnt annoyed with him at all, he was so cool, so interested and had great stories. He had three girls between the age of 18-21...explains his life as living in a sorority. I told him I had two older brothers, let him believe my parents were married. I never lied, or even meant to lie, I just didnt give details and let him believe whatever he wanted.  He was a great guy. Funny thinking I could say I have two older brothers, cause its not like I can say I cant, and I dont wanna give details...so I thought about my life as he heard it. So different. ha


I'll be back tomorrow to debrief this craziness. For now wish me luck that I can make it home alive. I might miss my plane falling asleep. Or collapse while I'm walking.  
But I feel good. Excited to go home. So so so unbelievable fortunate and amazed at how wonderful the year was. And ready for some serious sleep, momma time, home, and best friends :)