I arrived home yesterday, or this morning at midnight for Winter Break. It hasn't really sunk in that I'm home, or that in about 3 weeks I'm going to be on my merry way to my study abroad program in Florence.
Most of this week has been papers, packing, and running around like a half dead chicken, and now that I can finally relax my brain is processing that I'm not going back to CC until August and I will be living in Europe for the next 3 or so months. Currently I'm too tired and wound up to be excited, but I'm sure once it finally bores into my brain, I will be so excited I can keep still or shut up about it.
Pre-departure stuff is really killing me though, so many forms, so many things to do, appointments, shopping, visiting family, visiting friends, unpacking, packing... etc. I really just want to hop on a plane with nothing and go already, but of course, that isn't really an option.
Leaving school was very strange, my friends were all sad, and I felt ambivalent, fluctuating between being sad and wanting to cry and being so happy that I was leaving that I wanted to jump up and down while heckling passers by.
I'm happy to be home, but I'm still not sure how I'll feel when I leave. I'm not one to feel homesick, but I do love home, and I'm not sure 3 weeks will be enough to satiate my cravings for the sights and smells of my favorite city. There are so many things that I want to do before I go, but I don't have much time, and feel obligated to save for my trip, so I'm not sure I'll be able to do them.
Only time will tell how things will play out. For now, I'm going to enjoy my time at home and let the feelings come when Jan. 5th rolls around...