10 days.

Yep, that's ten, T-E-N, days until I leave.

Aaaaaaaaaa! I've been trying to stay calm and get everything done that needs to be done, but it's kind of hard when I'm the giddy/nervous/excited/terrified/anxious mess that is a recent graduate about to leave for a 9 month job in a foreign country.  Yeah. That about sums me up right now. A mess.

I'm so excited, but I'm still terrified.  It's weird knowing that so much is going to be different around here when I get back. Some things good, some things...not so great.

--My Grandpa finally moved out of his gorgeous 5-story Victorian house in downtown Chicago, which is now up for sale. I went to see it one last time today, but it's a strange feeling knowing someone else might call it home before I get back next year.
--My dad is working on an addition to our house right now, so when I get back next year our house will look a little different.
--One of my friends is due to have a BABY around the time I'll be getting home!
--My cat, my favorite animal in the world, is getting up there in his years. And we live on the farm. I'm lucky he's made it this long and I have to be aware that he might not be so lucky in the next year.
--My friends might forget I exist...

Okay, well that last one (hopefully) won't be true, but I can't be the only one with irrational fears like that.

But that was just me semi-freaking out and venting.

More than anything I can't wait for this adventure to start and to see what this next year brings!