I really am moving

I don’t know why that fact keeps smacking me in the face this week.

It’s something I’ve known since last October. I’ve been thinking about it, planning for it. But now its really hitting me.

I’ve started packing. So far I have five boxes, of about 100 done.

We’ve turned in our 30-day notice at our condo.

I’ve started to schedule good-bye lunches and dinners with friends past and present. I want to make sure I get time with those people that are important to me.

I have my final to-do list at work. I’ve realized I only have two more paychecks.

While I’m excited about the future it’s still hard to let go. I want to take everyone with me, but I can’t. Inspite of all my restlessness I’ve been the most settled the past two years. I have great friends, who really know me, challenge me and help me be a better person. I’m happy with who I am at this point in my life. I know I have a lot of growth yet to happen, but I’m content. I don’t know when that snuck up on me. It’s a good feeling.

Filed under: Psychobabbling , friends, goodbye, moving, packing, resignation