Homesick... finally

So, with less than 16 days to go, I'm finally feeling a little homesick. I was standing outside yesterday talking with a friend and realizing that I can actually deal with 109 degree weather without sweat dripping down my face, have come to the realization that work is what it is (awful), people are the way they are and basically that's just how it goes. The more I think about how close getting on that plane is, the farther away it seems. I'm both totally excited and really nervous about coming home. Yesterday I was talking to a friend about the weather and realizing I'm going to freeze, fine. Then this morning I was talking to another friend about a different friend that is just moving home after living abroad forever and I just couldn't get the conversation out of my head most of the day. I was telling him this morning that I returned to the table the other night when we were all out to dinner because I'd gotten up to complain about something, I can't even remember what it was, and when I got back I said something like, I didn't even have to yell at him. I'm not sure when, or if, I have ever yelled at a waiter or waitress in the states, but now, it's noteworthy when I don't do it. That's totally embarrassing! I had sort of a bad day yesterday, nothing too bad, and I was sitting up in my apartment, basically feeling sorry for myself because I didn't really have anybody here to talk to about it. Not that I don't have great friends or people that I could have called, but here, you almost have to watch how often you talk to people about things that are bothering you, because we all have so much to deal with you don't want to burden someone with the dumb things. I think maybe it's just that everything is ending, people are moving, lots of change and it's all stressful. The end of the year is usually chaotic and awful in schools, but in true Dubai style, nothing compares to this year... I think we all need to just get out of here for a while, it's hard, living, working, breathing, socializing everything with the same people all the time. I think with my 4:15 run times, I'm probably just tired now too. We have our last soccer game tomorrow and I'm thinking about just giving up on running these last few weeks, it's ridiculously uncomfortable by the end of the runs and it's not really that fun. Ugh. I'm ready to come home and do nothing but drink wine, talk to friends and family and run in reasonable temperatures... and, I hope I'm not the demanding, cynical, self centered, short tempered person I've somehow become since moving here!