Well, it is that time again. Time to pack up all our belongings and head back to the US for the summer. I started purging things a few weeks ago hoping that I could just throw the rest of our stuff in bags, but the OCD in me won't allow that to happen. I've been packing a bag a day for the last three days, but that isn't going to cut it now. I have three more to get done in the next 40 or so hours (plus two carry-ons) and Kevin still needs to pack his two hockey bags. And after packing comes the cleaning, which is not going to be up to my normal standards. I'll blame it on Alessia.
Packing up and preparing to leave here has left me pretty sad. I've become so attached to this place the past two years and it makes me upset to think we might not be coming back. In actuality, Vipiteno is more home to me than anywhere in the States. I know the US is our motherland, but it is hard to call it home when we have only lived there sporadically over the last five years.
As for next year, things are still up in the air. I'm pretty sure Kevin has become frustrated with me since I change my mind on what I want on a daily and sometimes hourly basis. One minute I want to go back to work; the next minute I want to stay at home with Alessia. One minute I want to settle somewhere and get a house; the next minute I want to continue to travel the world. I know it sounds crazy, but even I don't know what I want. I guess time will tell.
For now, I am getting excited to see everyone back in the States and I know they are all looking forward to meeting Alessia. Regardless of where we end up next season, I know this summer will be amazing. There's no confusion there.
