Packing

So I'm at about 55 pounds. I think this is my lightest trip yet. I'd like to think that I've gotten a little bit better at leaving stuff behind. But then I go to the store and find that "one item" I simply can't live without.
What is it about our society that makes us believe that we simply can't survive without a new coat? Or some "noise" putty?
I feel like I should be really excited right now. Yet, I'm not. I don't get it. I've never felt like this before. It's almost like this is "supposed" to happen. Do you get excited about something that is inevitable?
It has been such a strange preparation for this trip. Ever since I decided that I would go ahead and go, things have seemed to roll so smoothly that I haven't had much of a say in it.
I got all my money in a week. I have more than enough to pay for my bills while I'm gone. I have managed to juggle a wedding, two graduations, and going out of the country, all within a month. I've worked, painted, plexiglassed... (is that a word?) and even blogged a bit.
I've gotten so much done, but still feel like I'm missing something.
It has got to be God.
Getting to the end of a day, have you ever realized that you haven't talked to God at all?
Is that the most horrible feeling you've ever had? Like you'd forgotten to call someone back that has left you three voicemails, five text messages, and a facebook wall post.
I wonder if God understands our busy-ness? Not to make excuses.. but did Jesus ever forget to get back to someone? And if He did, was there remorse?
I can only think of the situation where Lazarus was ill, and his family sent for Jesus. Jesus didn't get back to them right away. Lazarus died, and THEN Jesus got back to him.
And Jesus wept.
I don't have any clue, (again,) how this is relevant to my packing for Bolivia. Except maybe, that I went through another whole day without seeking him first.
I'd ask Him to understand, but I just feel rude.
So I hope to keep up with this blog a bit while I'm in Bolivia. Hopefully I'll have more interesting stories than the random ones I come up with when I'm really tired.
Blessings to you all. See you stateside in August.