As a young girl, I did this thing when I looked forward to something and especially when I dreaded something. I’m unsure why, but the time passed better when I did it.
The day before the fifth grade spelling bee I said to myself, “This time tomorrow I’ll be spelling these words.”
A week before my family’s move to Chattanooga, “This time next week we’ll live in a new house.”
A few days before an oral presentation in my senior English class, “This time next week my presentation will be over.”
I still do this. All the time.
Before a job interview. Training for a race. Preparing a speech. Looking forward to a trip. Writing my book. It’s just this thing I do.
I’m doing it now.
This time tomorrow I’ve hiked five miles, set up our camp, and I’m sitting around a fire with friends and family. This will be my first backpacking trip on the Appalachian Trail. It’s a three day, two night adventure. We’ve been preparing for weeks for the trip and I anticipate it will be everything I expect and then some.
We’ve gathered our gear, practiced the tent set up, and some of us hiked on Sunday to get the feel of carrying our loaded backpacks. The closer it gets the more excited I get.
The weather says we’ll be hiking and camping in snow. What beauty awaits us!
This time tomorrow……..