Under two weeks to go and the mood is: Full Out Panic

I've run the gamut over the past weeks and months. Curious intrigue to brain-busting confusion and stress over the early planning and decision-making. Then, things began to fall into place and it was sheer giddiness. Recently, its been a dull burn out. I'm tired of the planning and the details and making all the arrangements. Over the past couple of days, even that's given way to an adrenalin-laced panic attack.

I know I've been meticulous in my planning, but what significant arrangement have I overlooked? What critical possession will I forget to pack? What challenges and problems that I couldn't possibly prepare for are waiting for me? Crime? Discrimination? Humiliation (my first attempt to play in a session will no doubt have a dose of this!)? Roommate problems? Unexpected costs?

Luckily the wheels are irreversibly in motion, so I will continue to plod through this funk and I know its going to be a fantastic experience on the other side, regardless of the challenges I might face. But right now the anxiety is masking the bulk of the exuberant anticipation. Once I get on that plane, and maybe get a drink or two in me, though...

The List:
The List has been a shifting sand lately, and I've been talking about most of the major things as they've been being resolved, but here's a quick update on a few:

Switch internet service over - actually, cancelled. Justin's got new service lined up. The land line has been switched over to his name now.
Contact consulate regarding re-entry - done and covered in a previous post
Book return flight - ditto
Get car fixed - yup, same.
Get insurance straightened out - same-o-rama.
Get phone and sim card - both have arrived and seem to be functional.
Get backpack - its big!
Get new camera - it's slick!