The Last Real shower

So I am taking off tonight to be a "real live cowgirl". They have already warned me that tomorrow starts at seven with the feeding of horses. I have also discovered that there will be laundry only on my day off in town. Hopefully Gill meant what she said about it being okay to wash my stuff at her house. Otherwise I will be getting to know the folks at the London laundromat really well... This morning I found myself lingering awhile in the shower. And felling a little guilty, untill it hit me "this could be your last shower for awhile." Congrats!! to my cousin Andy who is getting married I'll be closer than I've ever been to a Vandekerckhove family wedding. Alas, I will be up to my ankles in equine poop when you are saying your vows. Part of me wants to repack my stuff incase I forgot something. Part of me wants to slink back to Toronto and work at a nice air conditioned starbucks and part of me is still seven! The day you leave for camp you're all jittery and anxious and wanting to "get going already!!" I would say I'm scared but that would ruin my image (wouldn't it?). Not sure when I will get to blog again but untill then TTFN!