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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Italy is calling...oh wait that's the airport man

No more spoiling by my parents.
No more non-Italian food.
No more laughing until I cry with OG & GWB.
No more wake up calls by a voice I love hearing.
No more "that's the problem with America"s escaping my lips.
No more clear air.
No more garbage disposals.
No more reliable internet. 
No more ease dropping on conversations in stores.
No more shopping sprees.
No more visits to the animal shelters.
No more Saturday naps on the couch while football games are played on the tv.
No more country stations on my car radio.
No more heaters that actually warm up the place.
...And perhaps, the worst one of all...no more work free days!

It's funny how when I'm eagerly anticipating my annual trip to the states, my weekish trip always turns into 2+ weeks if I have the vacation time. Why? Well tickets aren't cheap, not to mention the fact that it's a long flight x 2!  At least 2 full days are spent on planes and in airports. So I depart with grand plans of visiting other locations to see friends and relatives outside of the Monterey area. Lists of appointments, places to eat, things to do, and people to see.

Well, just like the prior two trips, as this one winds down there are still items unchecked. And I can't stand that!

Problem is, I'm all out of vacation time, changing plane tickets is expensive, and I've got 3 kitties arriving at my house later this week. Not to mention the fact that my credit cards can't afford anymore exercise and I miss my life in Italy.

Time to head back.
Refreshed.
Recharged.
Eyes twinkling, teeth sparkling, heart ticking, & knee healing.
Holding a driver's license with a non 15-year old Katie on it.
Dressed in new clothes.
Carrying enough peppermint items I really should declare it to the customs man. Just kidding.

Decisions need to be made. Nico needs attention. And I need to hit the gym.

California (& Oregon too!) family and friends thank you for another fabulous trip home. Keep in touch and try your best to come out and visit me! Life really is fabulous is Naples. Different, but fabulous in its own way. Don't delay too much- my current "expiration" date is only 167 days away!

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