I STILL don’t speak any German!!
Someone help me. I have exactly t-minus 18 days until I leave on a jet-plane for Frankfurt.
Not nervous, not that excited to be there yet- not because I’m not excited to go there but because I’ve been focusing on how exciting the plane ride is going to be. I freaking love flying in airplanes!! I really do. No, not TSA. The actual part where you’re in the plane and you’re curled up in your cozy clothes and you have a good book to read (and the drinking age is suddenly 18 so you also have champagne).
But when I DO get there, I’m going to get excited about being there. Besides having a spacious room (in an old folks home, but whatever still awesome) I will also be in FREAKING EUROPE, on the Rhine River! That definitely hasn’t sunk in yet. I’ll keep you posted when it does.
The point is, I don’t know any German and people always ask me. But that’s what the next 18 days are for……
Okay, so I know this girl is supposed to be eating some immunity-boosting food or whatever for the ad she’s in, but LOOK AT HER STYLE. Sweater, mittens, scarf, earmuffs…adorable! Putting these on the list for Germany. All of them.
My patience.
The thing I like least about myself is:
I ruminate endlessly.
I wish that I was:
Invulnerable.
My only rule is:
You might as well get what you want.
