Race Against Time

In exactly one week (to the minute)...I'll probably start packing for my trip...which I will then leave for the airport 6 hours later.

I am NOT a planner. I like spur of the moment. I do not like to talk about plans for the next day. I certainly do not like to make plans weeks/months/years ahead of time. I do admit that I planned this trip to Korea 4 weeks ago, but that's about as close as I get to making a plan.

However, I know others enjoy plans, so I made out a calendar for the next two months, and whew...it's busy this next two weeks. Between starting private teaching (the first weekday after finishing a school year of teaching), VBS and camps, figuring out where/when/how kids are getting to places, getting last minute orders done, and thinking about packing (but not actually doing it) for a 10 day trip, it was probably a good idea to get it down on paper...for everyone else :)

So yeah...I've decided that as long as I have my passport, my license, some cash, my credit card (which I did call and alert of my travel plans), I'm good to go. Oh, and I have to get that plug adaptor. When will this all become real? Probably in exactly one week (to the minute).

I had a GREAT time talking to my oldest adopted student today. We were talking about our biological families, how we would rather meet siblings than parents, how we didn't really even think of the dad, how we didn't think of ourselves as being born...so many similarities in our thoughts. It'll be so interesting to be surrounded by people who all have a story like this.

Random thought: We had to send in family pics and they showed them to us during the Webinar the other week. These girls (ladies) look SO different than their moms. HAHA, of course they do. But it's weird because I only realize when I see them, how people must see me and my mom/family. I think my mom and I match but whew...we must look pretty different! The first time I noticed this was at Kinhaven (my summer music camp) and I saw an adopted Korean girl with her parents. I was like WHOA...they look different. It was the first time I ever really thought about not looking like my family. We had 4 kids, 2 girls and 2 boys...I never really thought "look at the pic of the 2 white boys and 2 asian girls"...interesting. I SUPPOSE I can understand the lovely question "where are you from?" But blecch anyways.

okay enough rambling for tonight. I've got packing to think about.