call me a pack rat. i dare you!

If you haven't heard yet, there was some good news late last week regarding British Airways. The strike was recalled because of a legal technicality. Thank goodness! This means I SHOULD be coming home as planned. I found out this great little bit right before my last test. Naturally, it made me care about it a little less. What has Europe done to me?

With my friends starting to slowly leave, I have decided to stop procrastinating and start packing. Little did I know the amount of stuff that I have accumulated while here. I have so many goodies that I just have to bring home. It is a little ridiculous. In the middle of the packing ordeal, I was skyping with my parents. My mom could sense I was tired. Figuring out how to put things just right in all the bags IS tiring. No matter what any of you say.

However, I am proud to say that I am about ready to go. All I have is a few extra things that I will need over  the next two days. I hope they everything fits in the end. I also really, really hope all of these bags aren't also overweight. The possibility is there. My attempt to pick it up and make a guess is usually off. I am one of those people who would give a horrible description to police if I was robbed or something. Either way, that stuff is getting home. My bags have my word.