It's Hitting (T-Minus 1 Hour)

I am all packed. I leave for the airport in about an hour and a bit. Basically just sitting here on a lovely Colorado afternoon (no early snow, THANK YOU JEEBUS) killing time and freaking out. Yeah, I think it might finally be REALLY actually sinking in, not just the thought of it, and yeah. Wow. Jeeminy... I don't know if I'll be able to find a wi-fi connection at the airport, and since I lost my phone somehow this summer, this will be my last post on this side of the pond. (Sometime in the not-so-distant future, I will be on a plane over said pond, and I wish I'd remembered to select my seat in an empty row so I'd have a chance to lie down. Bah).

In any case, checking out from my last six hours on American soil for the next year. Yeah, so that's why I'm weirding out.

See you in Oxford.

T-Minus 4 Days

What I did today: Woke up in the middle of the night having a freakout moment that the next weekday is the day before I leave, I am GOING TO ENGLAND FOR A YEAR HOLY SHIT, picked up my starting supply of £250 from the bank, despaired again at how the exchange rate conspires to screw me out of my money, deposited my second-to-last paycheck, went shopping for toiletries (shampoo, conditioner, soap, toothpaste, batteries, etc. etc. yes I know how fascinating), said goodbye to my friends, bought a converter plug that will actually fit my power strip, thereby ensuring I will be able to use electricity in England (always a good thing) called my bank to let them know I will be using my credit card overseas for a year so they do not think I am stealing my own identity (and shockingly, got a native English speaker on tech support instead of some poor fuck in India) ordered printer toner and lucked out on the speed-shipping rate so hopefully it will arrive before Tuesday, and realized I somehow still have 96 hours to go and there is nothing I can do that will make it go faster, except perhaps sleep a lot.

In conclusion, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

I am now fine.