For the last few weeks I've been taking the advice of author Douglas Adams: Don't Panic. I feel like I should panic, just a little. Half excitement, half nerves. In two days I will be leaving my family, friends, and home to go across the world to a country that most people have never even heard of, Moldova. I don't speak the language and I feel grossly unqualified. I just graduated from college. With a degree in social work I should be joining the ranks of the under-paid and over-worked at DSHS or CPS. But instead I decided to take a sharp left turn in my life. I have a feeling this will turn out to be a wonderful terrible idea. Not lost, on an adventure. And hoping to do some good in the mean time.
One of my friends told one of her friends, who was born in Romania, that I was going to Moldova. The conversation went like this:
C: Jessie's going to Moldova soon.
A: Why? Who would want to go to Moldova? It sucks there!
C: Peace Corps.
A: Oh, yeah, they need it.
Thanks guys. Lol, should I be worried?
Here's a question. How do you pack for two years? I haven't figured it out yet. I have everything laying around my parents living room in a U-shaped pattern. It makes sense to me, which is all that really matters. I still need to do one last load of laundry and decided what I'm taking with me for sure.
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