If everything goes as planned, in exactly one week from today I’ll be officially moved out of my apartment. My flight will leave the next morning at 11am with Wifecat and I en route to San Diego. My new apartment is rented, new utilities scheduled for hookup, old utilities scheduled for shut off, and my ticket is booked. Tomorrow I book my rental car and finalize with the movers who will be done by this time next week. My last day at TeleVox will be this Friday.
So why am I not asleep tonight? I’m almost done packing so it’s not like I need to be up for that. Everything has gone smoothly despite the rushed timetable; in the past moving has been chaotic and dramatized. I honestly think this is the first time I’ve never had to ask for help from friends or family during a move and it makes me feel all grown-ed up inside. Yes, grown-ed up is a word. I just used it didn’t I? I’m awake because I just got back from the gym and because I wanted to start recording my state of mind before the big move gets fully underway. I guess I need to remember in the future that cardio makes me introspective. Too much time with too much repetitive motion no doubt.
I’ve had the idea of this post in the back of my mind most of the day, struggling to put words to what I’m feeling. Strangely enough, blank is the only adjective that comes to mind. I’m excited about the idea of moving to San Diego, but I’m not overly anxious about the moving process itself or my new job. It feels like the right thing to do and somehow that’s enough. I think it helps that my friends, family, and co-workers have all been supportive. I hope it didn’t take me leaving to realize what a great group of people I know here in Mobile. I’m actually a little sad to be leaving TeleVox. The teams I’ve worked with and worked for have helped grow and shape me in the ways that made it possible for me to do this transition, so I owe them all. Thank you.
Hopefully this is the only serious post of the blog. These are a total drag.