Done and dusted... well, almost

I am in packing HELL. I've been working on this for three days now - cleaning out, packing up, sorting, throwing away things that were so important two months ago, but I can't be bothered to pack them up and haul them back across the planet now... It is truly incredible how much s**t one person can accumulate in two years. It's kind of cathartic to purge yourself of all of your worldly goods. I'm having a party/fire-sale tonight so my dear friends can come raid my creature-comforts for their own homes. That and I had inherited a full bar, and we don't want to see that go to waste.

I guess at this point I should back up and say that after two years, I am leaving Kosovo. I'll be in Texas for 3 weeks or so, then it's off to Bangalore, India to be a Language Specialist at Microsoft. I'll be teaching culture and pronunciation to software engineers - now there's something new and different!! I'm running through a whole range of emotions right now - all the goodbyes and all the relationships and habits and comforts and inconveniences and so many other things all swirling around my head.... As I've said before, I didn't just make friends here, I've made family, and the only way I've kept myself from having a mental breakdown in the past week is by keeping myself incredibly busy. I've got so much to do I can hardly see straight. I've finished up with work, I've shipped stuff home, and now all that's left is to pack up my suitcases (god help me, that is going to be a disaster) and clean out my apartment. This time Tuesday, I'll be stepping off a plane in the Vienna airport heading home. Wow.