Ah, the waiting game. Lessons in patience. As of this moment, we are waiting for the confirmation that the Peace Corps has received my long toiled over and extremely expensive medical evaluation paperwork. What a wonderful feeling it was when I was finally able to drop that huge envelope in the mail slot at the Post Office here in Chico, CA. Five months and $1500 worth of doctors visits later. Anxiously, I have been checking the Peace Corps website for updates that they have received the packet. After 2 weeks, nothing had changed, so I emailed them to ask how long it generally takes to receive the paperwork and update the site. I was informed that it generally takes 3 weeks, but because of the holidays it may take a bit longer. So I am waiting...excited, nervous, anxious, relieved. I anticipate the great feeling of the confirmation letter. But this is the easy part. I'm sure that soon I will be complaining that I just want to know where I am going! And when! Soon. Once school starts again (in 2 days), I will have many distractions to make the days seem shorter. I am so excited to learn this next semester, and hope to gain additional tools for my service in the Peace Corps. I know I will. Yeay school! It really is great to be a student again (although I may be singing a different tune in a few weeks).
I've been meaning to start this blog for awhile, since I wanted to capture the moments BEFORE I was assigned and off on my adventures. So far, the process has been long, but not particularly difficult. I suppose everything worth doing takes time and patience. This Peace Corps thing is no exception. I can't believe that it has already been almost 9 months since I started this process. So many things have changed in my life, and continue to do so. Since making the decision to enroll in the Master's International program at Chico State and apply for the Peace Corps, my world has turned upside down, and it's only the beginning. I'm sure my world will be turned upside down many more times before my adventure, and of course, once I am facing the reality of living in a foreign country for 2 years, we'll really be talking! Oh man, do I know what I've got myself into? No. But that's the beauty of these things. Do we ever REALLY know what we are getting ourselves into? What's the fun in that anyways?
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