Not a good Monday

So now I really know why Peace Corps stresses patience. I may not  be going to Senegal after all. One of the medications I take is used "off label" to help with my restless leg syndrome to keep me from waking up at night every time I jerk around in my sleep. The medication is an anti-psychotic, so even though I am not psychotic (yet...) PC has to follow protocols regarding such things. I get that. I get that they can't make exceptions to rules and understand why. But now, suddenly I am scrambling to 1) find another drug that would do the same thing and not be on the "no fly" list 2) stop taking the drug and be really tired all the time or 3) keep taking the drug and see where else they might place me.  Meanwhile time flies by, I am juggling serious job timelines and pressures and trying to find a third room mate for while I am gone so I don't spend all my savings/retirement on this "little" excursion.  But there are fun parts...my Pieces of Peace Corps sales are this weekend - selling  to friends some of my special belongings that I would rather have someone I care about have than leave stuffed in a box for 27 months.  Should be fun having people come by, have some food and drink and see if I can raise a bit of money for my savings. Gives a good excuse for a holiday gathering too.  Sigh.  And maybe I will need to change my blog to "Ms Maggie has no idea where she is going."