I write this post exactly one week before I enter the Missionary Training Center. I am looking forward to spending Thanksgiving with my family tomorrow and I hope to eat a disgusting amount of food. I have packed about 1/3 of my stuff. I'm pretty sure that everything will fit... I am filled with optimism and excitement (and a little bit of nervousness, but I'm ignoring that). I feel that I am prepared as best I can be, although I'm sure that there will be some crazy stuff thrown at me in the next 18 months. Wish me luck!