So far, it seems as if he may be right. I've been running around in circles, like a chicken who has not only lost her head but her sanity, for the past few weeks: "How many suitcases do I pack?", "Will I have somewhere to live?", "I need more shoes", "Seriously will I have somewhere to live?", "Ooooh, I should get one of those neck pillows for the plane", and "OMG WHERE AM I GOING TO LIIIIIIVE????".
After weeks of torment and frustration I can finally relax and be excited about the fact that I am, indeed, going to be gallivanting in a foreign country for 6 months. This fact has only sunk it about half way and I'm sure I'll blog about the mini spaz attack I have when it finally sinks in 100%. This is something that I never knew that I always wanted to do... live abroad, ON MY OWN. I did it as a kid for about 5 years but I was with my family and things are very different when you're not exactly responsible for yourself. Now I am and I'm going to take Italia by storm. Maybe not ALL of Italia but at least a pizzeria here and a gelateria there. Something will get rained on.
I leave tomorrow :)
Peace, Love and a 5am Wake Up Call,
Geni
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