25 Hours and Counting

This trip snuck up on me! It seems like just yesterday my grandparents were telling us about the trip. Now, it's so close! I keep making "lasts" for me. Like how tonight is my last night in my bed for 5 weeks. Like how tomorrow morning is my last shower here for 5 weeks. And a whole lot of other stuff. I shouldn't, beacause it makes me sad, but my mind doesn't stop thinking of these things.

For the people who I haven't explained it to:

I first heard about this trip when my grandparents told my family that they were going on a 35 day cruise. Of course, I was immidiately jealous. This all happened before I even knew that I got into Lincoln. I made a joke along the lines of "Can you get a suitcase big enough to fit me?" my grandpa replied that he would look, and then my WONDERFUL MOTHER spoke up. "If you can get her a ticket, she could go." That sentence put me in a state of shock. Seriously? So after calling Princess Cruise Line, my grandparents got me a ticket. Then I started at Lincoln, and my parents decided to wait a little while before telling them....

The sencond installment is coming in my next post.