Nine days.

I'm stomping around my house, pulling things out of drawers and off shelves, trying to pack what I need for the next week and put away what I won't be taking with me. It's a lot harder than I had expected, because I have a lot more stuff than I thought. But, I'm picking and choosing between this pair of jeans and the other, and for some odd reason, I realize that the "bear necessities" is running through my head. Okay. Shrug. I guess I'll pack only what I need.

9 days. Tonight, I'm scared shitless. And I feel uprooted and cluttered and frustrated. And possessive of my things. And cluttered. Dammit.

BUT I found out who my roommates are and where I'm living. From my estimates, I'd say we live about 4 miles from the IES center. But that estimate is from a travel map of Rome, so it's probably not very accurate. Both of the girls I'll be living with, Caitlin and Liz, seem really nice. They don't fit the stereotype that I was hoping to avoid.

Stacy and I plan on returning on June 10th, and so I need to change my plane ticket and buy the Eurail pass.

Spence has decided that he thinks we can try to work it out while I'm gone. He makes no promises, which I understand, but it's more of a 'yes' than it is a 'no'. I'm worried about how much I'll miss him. I'm worried about being homesick. But, alas, such is life.

I think I'll go grab a bite to eat.