Saturday night was our Good Bye Party.  Four good friends decorated the neighborhood clubhouse with Australian flags, kangaroos, signs with Australian sayings and a giant Australian flag sheet cake.  It was such a special night and so good to have all of our friends in one place.  The night was full of surprises too. 

Glen and I with our giant Australian flag cake

One of my friends had lost her Mom in the last couple of days, and in the midst of making arrangements, she and her husband came to say good bye to us.  We were so touched that they came, and so happy to see them.

Another friend, Josie, left Breckenridge four years ago to move to Cody, Wyoming, a nine hour drive from Breckenridge.  You can imagine my shock when she, her boyfriend Mike and her sister Anne walked into the party!  I can easily say it was the nicest surprise I've ever had.    

It turned into a very late night, and Sunday began with Bloody Marys at brunch with Josie, Mike and Anne.  The weekend may have been unproductive as far as preparations go, but I wouldn't have traded it for anything.

We had an early night on Sunday, but at 3am I was half awake, with thoughts of what still needed to be done.  Suddenly,  I was wide awake, thinking "What the hell are we doing!?  Who gives up a perfectly good life to move nine thousand miles away?"  I'd been a little anxious about forwarding mail and getting the house ready, but this is the first time I was nervous about leaving and the fact that I really do not know what the next eighteen months will bring.

Even though I didn't get a lot of sleep, I woke up early Monday feeling great and once again excited at the thought of the unknown adventure ahead.  I went for a run and was a little sad as I looked at the beautiful views in Breckenridge.  Then I reminded myself that a week from today, I'll be running on the beach.