(because Hungry Hungry Hippos wasn't available)
I think that things are packed and ready to go. Luggage, tickets, hotel, travel arrangements, things for the condo here ... it actually feels like things are coming together. That sense is made up of various feelings: relief (all my stuff fits in the luggage), accomplishment (yay it's done!), uncertainty (what did I forget?), and trepidation (so ... what now?)
At the moment I'm leaning more towards the trepidation.
Things at work still need to be sorted out, which is a different story for another blog entry. But otherwise there's nothing left to do but clean and put things away. It's been delightful, if bittersweet, seeing so many people over the last few days; so as tempting as it is to continue socializing and sharing time with others, it comes with that unspoken question of "when will I see this person again?" The uncertainty factor is a little disquieting -- friends and family have played such a vital role in getting back on my feet. Part of me really wants to stay and enjoy time and experiences with them. But, I recognize the tremendous value in going overseas and making a great experience with new people.
In the mean time, I have about 72 hours until I leave for the airport. Putting a number to it absolutely makes it feel much more real! Eek! ... Stupid number ...
