So I'm sitting in my living room with nothing left to my name other than two weeks worth of clothes and a walking boot. The movers have come and gone and taken all of my worldly possessions with them...don't think that when my little mover friend Guillermo was telling me horror stories about how these moving crates show up at the other end with nothing in them I didn't seriously consider taking the two boxes of shoes out of the shipment and carrying those safely with me on the plane where I can keep my eyes out for shoe pirates! Although, after my trip this morning to the podiatrist, maybe I should have let a shoe pirate steal all of my shoes and start my collection over with some good 'ol fashioned grandma shoes seeing as I have tendinitis because of an "inappropriate choice in footwear." I've never really been one to make appropriate decisions, especially when it comes to footwear, and I'm not starting now. Well, technically I am seeing as I have a large black velcro boot on my foot. So what did I do on the way home, I went off and bought another pair of inappropriate shoes...you can't put Baby in a corner! Besides, I needed something to boost my spirits, I was the only person in the waiting room who didn't survive the Great Depression.
Anyways, today is T-7 days until I officially move to London. I am so excited and ready to get there, this has been a long time coming! I have found the cutest place to live and I am so excited to get settled in and start my new adventure. This next week is going to be a whirlwind, I haven't had any tears yet so we'll have a recount on that at the end of this week! I'm off to my last night of bootcamp (hey, they should welcome the boot in bootcamp, it's only fitting) before my assessment, lets see how many girly push ups I can do!
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