One Day.
One day to pack, run to the bank, buy candy (yes, at least 20 lb of saltwater taffy), eat all leftover food in the fridge, drop Gilbert of with friends, clean the bathroom, do laundry, shove as many sweaters into my rather small suitcase, put all liquids or pastes in a 1 quart plastic baggy for the airport security checkpoints, and email like crazy, crazy, crazy.
I cannot begin to describe how wonderful it will feel to finally sit down on the plane and know I am going home! Sweet home Indiana, where the skys are so blue. Sweet home Indiana, I'll be comin' home to you!
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