2 Weeks To Go

Two weeks down, two weeks to go. Things have been pretty crazy, between appointments and paperwork and trying to see people before I go. I don't really have a bedroom floor at the moment, because most of it is taken up by things to bring with me (non-perishable groceries, linens, etc). I bought an address book, and have been trying to add the address of everyone who might potentially want a piece of mail while I'm away (Mia, if you're reading this, I need yours).

I'm also now a certified Wedding Planner, which is pretty awesome. I can't wait to get into that once I finish my contract down in Florida!

Yay Me!

So, I've just been offered a Food & Beverage job at Walt Disney World in Florida. This is because I'm fantastic. ...It's also because someone else left the program and I got to pick up their contract (says Heather), but let's not hash details. Besides, I like the first reason better.

Now, of course, I'm running about a mile a minute (not literally, because that would make this exceedingly difficult to type) trying to figure out everything I need to do, because I'm set to arrive on September 8th. And yes, I realize that that is four weeks away. Four weeks is NOT enough excited-panic time for me. I don't think there's ever going to be such a thing as enough of that.

I'm looking forward to flouncing about the parks whenever I have free time. Not that I flounce. But whatever.