Bohémienne

I had a dream the other night that I had arrived in France and was about to begin my adventure, when I realized... I couldn't remember having been on the flight, I couldn't remember having packed my suitcase or boxes, and I had no idea what I had gotten myself into!
When I woke up, I remembered that there were still 2 weeks before I leave, and figured that I didn't remember any of those things from my dream because I really haven't done them yet!
I'm more and more excited every day, not nervous, but anxious. Like those dreams that everyone has when they're about to go back to school and they've overslept their alarm or forgotten to put any clothes on...
There are positive and negative stresses in everyones' lives, and while they affect each person differently, they still take a toll on the body ( the good and bad stress ). I'm having trouble sleeping at night lately; having too many things rolling around in my mind. I am very excited about my soon-to-be adventures! I am also very anxious to get them started and bypass the first month of insecurity, jet-lag, and even culture shock! While I've been there, done that, I will still have to get re-accustomed to the life.
So, here's my updated plan: I WILL bring a suitcase on the flight, and a duffel, and will pack a few lighter boxes for Maman to send afterwards. I will be able to leave the majority of my things chez Valentin while I'm off in Munich for Oktoberfest, and while I'm staying with Perrine we can just shove my things in a corner of her apartment for the week! I can't wait to see her again!
Oktoberfest crew: Allison Doyle, Mary Boling Blackiston, Me, Gerardo Rodriguez, and possibly Jez Seaton. The girls, Gerardo, and I are language assistants of the Toulouse area, and Jez is a random friend from Sheffield who might make the trip across the Channel if his exams are done in time. Allie and I are going to meet up in Munich around 10am (when her flight should land) on the 23, and the others will arrive on the 24, staying through the 27. THEN THE REAL ADVENTURE STARTS... life as a local in Tarbes.
Here is where I, were I to be nervous, might be nervous. The "official" type stuff: apartment, bank account, orientation for the elementary school(s) <-- I still don't/won't know exactly what my teaching situation is/will be.
So the adventure goes! The bohémienne prepares for her life... lets hope I don't have any dreams where I've arrived in France with no clothes!