Six days and counting

So, I am only going to be here in Oregon for about another six days. That is, after today is finished. These past few days have been exhilarating, overwhelming, frightening, exciting... I have been trying to figure out what all I need to bring. Now, I do believe that I have everything in order. Currently, I have two suitcases laying open on my floor beckoning for me to begin filling them. I have, technically, but with random stuff that I have thought of. None of it has really been planned. Tonight, I am going to empty everything out of the big suitcase that I have and load it into a different large suitcase. Unfortunately, my tennis racket does not fit in this one and I must, therefore, take a larger, heavier suitcase. Oh well. It will definitely be worth it considering that I will be playing tennis with my siblings during the entire duration of my exchange.
I have been stressing like no other. I have been trying to cram so much stuff into these last days that I feel like I'm getting nowhere. Between trying to eat my favorite foods that I know I will miss and hanging out with my family, I haven't gotten anywhere on packing or studying Italian. This will be the biggest thing that I have ever done in my life. It will also be one of the things that will impact it the most. Don't get me wrong, I am beyond excited....ecstatic to be precise! :)
I have tomorrow, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday just here with my family. I'm not 100% sure what all we will be doing, but it will just be us. Then, on Sunday, my grandparents are coming to say their goodbye's and see me off to the airport on Tuesday. I'm hoping that by the time that arrive I will have everything in order and be living in the clothes that I am leaving behind (not that I know what clothes those are yet).
The thing that I wanted to touch base on the most right now was communication. From this end, the end where you are constantly waiting to hear from your host family each time you e-mail, it can be kind of stressful. When there are long stretches of time between messages, I begin to think "Gosh, do they still want to have me there?...Are they as excited as I am?" Then, suddenly, you open your e-mail or your Facebook inbox and there is a message. It is so exciting and relieving to hear from them because you know that all of your worrying was for naught (Excuse the vocabulary, that is just how I write). I love hearing from my host family. :) The last time that I talked to my host sister, she told me that they might be bringing me to Malta in April next year. When they returned home on Sunday, they were going to buy me a bed. I'm going to be sharing a room with Agnese, which is beyond belief amazing!!!!! :))))
Anyway, it was high time for me to touch in here and there are only six more days!
Ciao,
Rebecca