My Last Week Countdown

Honestly, I don't really have a last week countdown.  It seems as if I rushed LAST week to get everything done, that I've run out of things to do.  The only thing I can do is, well, wait.

Last night, almost as if the universe was rubbing in the fact that I'm still in Ohio, I received a phone call from my sister.

"Hey, this is a surprise," I answered.
"Hi!  Well, I thought I'd call because you're fleeing the country!"
"Yeah...  I am...  But not until next week," I responded, utterly confused.
"What?  Oh, I thought you were leaving tomorrow!"

Thank you, Universe, because I really needed to be reminded that I am not leaving for six more days.

Also, I'd like to say thanks again to the Universe who scammed me by means of my worthless American money being converted into 100 pounds.

Might as well be Monopoly money

I can take solace in the fact that my last weekend in the States should be explosively fun with Mom decorating the kitchen lamp and insisting that "red, white, and blue stars are completely reflective of the British flag", Boyfriend coming from Wooster, and reading Meg Cabot's newest book (thanks Dad).

And despite not being at the College of Wooster, I am excited at my chances of seeing Rachel at orientation as well as Kate, if I can ever pull her out of Italy : )

Cheers!