Esperando....

I'm going to Spain.  I can feel it in my heart, there's no way that it can't happen.

They say that if you believe in something hard enough it will be real.  I always thought that with my very skeptical disposition this method of accomplishment would be impossible for me.  But from the moment I received my inscrita number of 553, I have known.  I started talking about it as if it were already a sure thing.

I have chosen not to renew my cell phone contract.  I have taken out a small loan for unexpected expenses.  I've opened a separate banking account for money that I've already started saving up.  I'm putting up with a job while doing my student teaching so that I can use that waitressing job to make good money this summer before I go off.  I've started to not buy things because I'm just going have to get rid of them when I go over seas.

And then, yesterday, I checked my email.  The Cultural Ambassadors February Newsletter says that they'll be making their first placements starting March 15th.  My nerves are a wreck.  I know I'm going.  But I want to KNOW I'm going.

Can I possible stay focused on my current life for the next two weeks while I wait for this moment?