I am have been encountering two challenges since I've been here...1. Hard to let work go. 2. Hard not to speak Spanish.
The first...I know I need to just let it go, but my anxiety is through the sky that I forgot something, or who knows. I know I am not that important, things will go on fine without me, and that I did the best I could to wrap things up...still I get a pit in my stomach every time I think about it. Perhaps this will subside over the weekend when I know no one is in the office.
The other...I think because my last few trips have been to Spanish-speaking countries, and that is what I speak (as opposed to Italian), upon arrival my mind immediately went into Spanish mode. I have been doing ok with a little Italian, and I understood it ok when the taxi driver was talking to me (or, at least, I got the core of what he was saying), but man, I want to speak something other than English! It is good to kno, thought, that my rusty brain still remembers a thing or two!
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