5 days

This weekend I got to move the sister into the dorm again.  I was eagerly anticipating her move because it meant I got to go to Oxford.  I would get to see my white house and some familiar faces.  I was so pumped.  My plan was to head down Friday and get one more night out on the town....but it didn't work out.  My plans fell through and I would be lying if I didn't say I was more than a little disappointed. 

When we got there Saturday I felt at home but oddly displaced.  The move wasn't for me.  This visit wasn't about me.  None of my friends were there.  I was amongst all of the sophomores who were looking at me like, "Who the heck are you?".  That felt awesome.  A stranger in my place.

This was weird for me but also a good thing.  I'm done there.  I really know that now.  It's scary knowing that I'll never be the "me" that I am right now again but it's also very exciting to get to know the new "me". 

But, in 5 days I will start getting to know her.  The move in imminent.  Still have a ton of packing to do but everything is lined up and ready to go.

Ready or not.  Here I come.