This is the last Wednesday I will be spending in the United States -- at least for a long time. I'll probably never come back to Northern California again, which suits me fine. Now it's a series of lasts.
Last time I will probably see my sister, ever. Not that we ever see each other much anyway. We went to lunch today. It's so weird, because it felt like any other lunch, and not like a good-bye never see you again type lunch. But my family is like that, sort of cold and unfeeling on the exterior and crying on the inside.
Today was probably the last day I'll ever eat a piece of fudge. I'm just thinking there's not a whole lot of fudge in Israel. That's a good thing, I don't need to be eating fudge. But, you know, when it might be your last time, what can you do?
My fiance and I had to do errands, and we went to Walmart to pick up a few things. That might have been the last time we ever go into a Walmart. Not that Walmart is my favorite store, in fact, it's one of my least favorite store -- but like so many others I've fallen prey to cheap.
This evening I'm going to see some friends and it will probably be the last time I ever see them.
Tomorrow night is the last night we'll be staying in the house.
We received our last two CD's from Netflix today.
We still have a week to go, but the lasts are starting to pile up. Then, of course, will begin a whole bunch of firsts -- so that's exciting. Leaving is bittersweet.
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