I put my mission papers in a week ago. Judging by when a few of my friends have gotten their calls I should get my call on Wednesday. LONGEST WEEK AND A HALF OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!! I think about it all day. I dream about it at night. There's no escape.
If it doesn't come on Wednesday, I'm gonna lose it. Go totally bonkers. I'm not sure if this madness filling up inside of me is excitement, or fear, or doubt, or joy, or nerves, or what! All I know is I need to throw up pretty much all the time. I know, TMI.
Wednesday. 3 days. I can do it.