Can I share a little secret?
I am loving the fact that I haven’t had to step foot in an office all month.
Not working is goddamn blissful.
There! I said it!
Instead, I’ve traveled, started prep work for the TESOL certification course I’ll be taking in Barcelona, spent lovely long evenings with friends and enjoyed waking up without an alarm.
You know what’s also great about schedule-free days? I can go to the gym at whatever time suits me – and work out as long (or as little) as I want. Today I even took a yoga class. YOGA! When’s the last time I did that? (Can’t remember.)
Sigh. It feels wonderful.
I’m leaving for Barcelona in one week, and it’s all becoming oh-so-very real. Like the kind of real where I’ve broken out in giggles more than one time in the middle of the grocery store, or while sitting in my car in traffic. Not unlike this:
I’m just too silly excited to contain it.
And the kind of real where my eyes well up with tears whenever I have a Portland Moment.
Port·land Mo·ment: proper noun. A particular instant whereby I’m reminded just how quirky and significant and fucking awesome the city of Portland & its people are. Usually involves a restaurant patio, an IPA, a bicycle or a baby wearing cool shoes.
I’m going to miss Portland.
Even if I’m only gone three months.
Especially if I’m gone more than six months.
But, I’m ready to DO THIS. Bring on the Spanish wine, daily siestas, midnight strolls and Mediterranean beaches. Bring on the communication challenges, new friends and churros con chocolate.
Know anybody traveling in Spain this fall? I’d love an introduction!