Home Sweet Home

So today, at approximately 7:00 pm, I arrived on the doorstep of my home sweet home. I'm currently sitting on my new double bed, cozying up to a mug of mint tea in room 245 of The Artemis in Porto Rafti.

Thank goodness for Dianne and Jerry Myhan, or I might've been out on the street...or at least forced to endure highly inferior accommodations. I'll be staying at here until October 10, when I will make my triumphant (and temporary) return to the states for my sister's wedding.

During my time here, instead of paying for room and board, I'll be put to use and become a temporary HUG employee. This couldn't have worked out better. I'll be doing anything from cleaning and organizing to fetching the mail...and happily at that. Anything will be easier than the last month and a half.

As I was dropped off at the metro station after telling the kids goodbye (Alkistis threw quite the fit), a wave of relief swept over me. The past few weeks have been running me ragged, and as much as I was telling myself that I would get used to it and that I could make it for an entire year, I'm fairly certain I was just in denial about how bad the situation really was.

Seriously people, rent The Nanny Diaries...I really should have watched it before I left, if only to have had some warning about what was coming.

On a happier note, the Myhans and HUG students welcomed me with open arms, and I not only partook in tea time tonight, but I got to enjoy a movie with a few of the guys before their curfew. They all leave tomorrow for the cruise trip, so I'll have the place to myself for the weekend, which is exciting and possibly a little bit creepy. I'm pretty sure I'll just sleep in every day and spend my afternoons by the pool or at the beach.

Yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea.