One Month to Go:

Time seems to have sped up now and I feel myself breaking into a bit of a jog from my usual leisurely pace.  I have lists on post it notes stuck in all kinds of places with reminders for medications, bills for auto withdrawal, supplies to take with me, deadlines of tasks to accomplish at work before I leave.  When I leave work on Feb. 28th it will be like a balloon full of helium.  inevitably things will go sideways just before I'm ready go and guilt will try to pop my balloon.  I'm trying hard to prepare well.