Yay, bookshelves! And new flats with space and dishwashers, and unoccupied seats on planes; all very good things, and I hope they make up for the homesickness a bit. (Also, re. sweets, I find myself rationalising it by thinking about how chocolate is good for Dementor-induced depression. Not other things, admittedly, but I only have so much energy and willpower, and essays take most of it.)

*hugs* I hope these four months fly by, and manage not to be too stressful.