I just put my sister's shower invites in the mail (sorry Tania baby, wanted to get them there sooner) and I just looked at the calendar and figured out that three weeks from tomorrow I will be in my jam-packed car, on the road with a very sweet man and I will be driving away to our new home.

Holy.  Crap.

I have one week of classes left.  One weekend of writing and reading and studying left.  Then two weeks of showers and birthday celebrations and packing.

Three weeks in my new apartment getting ready to rock that wedding.

And then, I'll be a Cropper.

So right now?  I'm going for a long, long run.  And then I'm going to bake a tasty gluten free treat and meet my mother for lunch.

I thought I'd be a mess about all of this (and I kind of am) but really, I can't help but to be so so excited.  My God has promised good to me.

So.  Run.  Then, cycle.  And after I've worn myself out-- then I'm going to spend some time in bed, praying.

Heaven might be a little like that.