A mind like a jumping frog

The last few days were weird. At first, sitting at home in my accustomed places, my time in London felt like a dream. But I am slowly starting to wake up and realizing that yes, it's actually happened, I'm actually going to move.
I'm starting to collect thoughts, make lists, inform my friends, and do all those little things that need doing before Easter.
I got a service card from the airline, which costs 40 Euro, but will not only let me collect air miles, but also take up to 30kg of baggage with me free of charge.
My flight back to London is already booked for the 23rd, Easter Sunday. That's in 15 days... fifteen days... bloody hell.