My favourite number is 9....or is it (9 days to go)

Today was not a good day...I was STRESSED!!!!!!

So much to do...definitely feels like NOT ENOUGH time.  Am I really moving in 9 DAYS!?!?!?!

Ten Days to go...

The decision has been made - I am moving to London, England from Canada.  For what?  A job at a hotel!  It may be a far fetched dream for some to even travel to Europe, but for me, moving to England is now a becoming a reality.

In ten days, I will embark on a journey across the globe that will surely change my life forever.  I am getting all packed up and feel like these ten days will fly by in the blink of an eye.

I was born and raised in a small town (I know that may seen cliche but it's true) and I have only ever lived away from home for one year.  This relocation to the other side of the Atlantic is a HUGE step.  A HUGE risk. A HUGE leap of faith.  Yet I feel calm - confident that everything will fall into place.

To-do in the next week:

1. Figure out where my little angel cat Dezzalina will stay while I am gone.

2. Sell my car which I have driven since I was 19.
3. Convert a large amount of money into pounds.
4. Pack pack pack
5. Visit family/friends to say good-bye
6. ...and a million little things that cannot all be written here!!
7. OH YA....FIND A PLACE TO LIVE (should be #1)

Whoever is reading this blog, please send me your good wishes - thank you!!!