We're quickly gaining on the end of June and the start of July, and I can hardly believe it.
Well, to be perfectly honest, the fact that summer is 1/3 of the way over doesn't bother me all that much. Also, the quicker June goes by, the quicker our trip to Sydney for WYD will arrive.
Though my excitement for this trip was previously, let's say, sub-par, the faster the days go by, the more pumped I get! I'm sure my family has gotten tired of my pessimistic attitude about some of the people I'll be spending time with on this trip (my sister included) but I've somehow become determined to make the best of it. Hey, there's a first time for everything, right? I'm convinced this is going to be an awesome experience.
I continue with the stress of figuring all of the stuff out for Ireland, especially the stress of finances. Though some where along the way I fully decided that I wasn't going to kill myself with worry. If that Great Man Upstairs wanted me to go through with this trip, and I'm pretty much convinced He does, then He'll continue to see me through. All I need is to store up a reserve of self-confidence to get me through my time there. I'm pretty sure I can do it.
And I finally have a job. It isn't much, but it's something.
