We are extremely busy nowadays, taking care of last-minute errands while packing, cleaning and trying to keep sane. I have to admit, I’m the one who is stressing out most of the time. That’s me: Natasha the neurotic. While Jeff keeps calm in the most stressful of situations, I’m the one who is losing it constantly. I mean, come on, what’s more stressful than changing continents. For the past two weeks or so I have been exhibiting every kind of stress symptom you can imagine: insomnia, stomachache, break-outs, short temper and an indefatigable craving for chocolates.
We have a few days left in this gulf emirate spent literally running all over the place taking care of a myriad of errands. I keep telling myself, "hanat," which is Arabic for "it is almost over." I tried all the tricks to calm myself down: taking deep breaths, thinking positively, listening to music and even getting my cavities fixed (finally!) but nothing seems to be working. I guess I will only relax when I’m finally at my parents’ dinner table eating Mansaf!