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What a slacking week huh?! There is just so very much going on in my life right now. This week is my last week at work, five more days to make all the money I possibly can to help us out. Jonathan finished work on Friday (since they really didn't need him anymore anyways), so he gets to enjoy our last week here a bit more.

We still have so much packing to do, but it will get done. We will be leaving on Sunday, a week from today, for the farm. There are not even words to explain our excitement. I'm still waiting to wake up from this dream. We have since found out that the other intern, who we will be sharing our apartment with, is a girl (which was preferred by both Jonathan and myself), and more importantly that we can bring our animals. Zaphod and Trillian will certainly be in for an adventure, and if the pieces continue to fit together we may also be taking Patches and Erowyn with us as well, to be the free roaming-mouse chasing-barn cats they were born to be (well Erowyn at least, Patches is too lovey and affectionate, so I doubt the barn will be her only home for very long.)

One morning this week as I was leaving for work I glanced back at the house, with the mountains and the shadows from the pre-sunrise, and I almost shed a few tears. I will miss it here. My home. Our home. I will miss my loving and supportive parents, and not hugging them everyday will certainly create an empty yearning in my heart until I return.

Without any disrespect towards anyone else- the greatest challenge is going to be leaving my sister, Amy. My logical mind tells me repeatedly how this opportunity is so extraordinary and that the timing is nearly perfect (I just finished school, we don't have serious jobs or kids yet, etc.) But still my heart hurts from this feeling of abandonment when she is going through life struggles that most adults will never have to endure. I hope she knows that despite the miles I am always beside her in heart. She doesn't know how much she means to me.

There's still a lot to do, and bills to pay and things to get in order. The list of reasons for me to stress seems endless, but my incredible boyfriend continues to remind me how "genius and wonderful" I am, and that everything will.come.together. I am so thankful to have him by my side. I can not think of anything in this world that could make me happier than having this absolutely amazing man by my side, sharing my passions and dreams, and holding my hand as we step into this new adventure together.

Life is simple, and life is good.

I will try to have some photos to share soon.

Until next time,
Angela Kelly

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