So, I suck. I have not gotten any better at this. It's been four months since my last post, just after Peter's death when everything seemed to change and things started moving again in my brain. I miss him. I miss Kevin, but I stopped letting that stop me.
The move is on. I've talked to my hr person, and will do so again on Wednesday when I officially put in for transfer. I've sent money to Nicole for two months rent. I've started getting estimates on the actual move. It's all really happening. In seven weeks I will be a San Francisco resident.
I thought I would be more afraid, that the thought about leaving my home of 12 years would be almost paralyzing. I have moments, just very small ones, where I get really really nervous about making friends, getting used to a new place but I really think that this is the best decision. The time is right and I'm so excited.
The move is on. I've talked to my hr person, and will do so again on Wednesday when I officially put in for transfer. I've sent money to Nicole for two months rent. I've started getting estimates on the actual move. It's all really happening. In seven weeks I will be a San Francisco resident.
I thought I would be more afraid, that the thought about leaving my home of 12 years would be almost paralyzing. I have moments, just very small ones, where I get really really nervous about making friends, getting used to a new place but I really think that this is the best decision. The time is right and I'm so excited.
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