Adventure Found Us
|It's a big world out there!|
Well, we've accepted a job offer.
Moving has been something we've been talking about for quite awhile now. Just in the general, off-in-the-future, one day kind of sense.
Before you know it, one day becomes today and you're on the phone with a leasing agent 18 hours away from you asking her about washer and dryer hookups, and figuring out how you're possibly going to make time to see all of your family within the next month.
For someone who's entire family lives in a 20 mile radius, moving away is a monumental event. I moved exactly one hour away from my tiny, east-Tennessee home town to go to college in Chattanooga, and that seemed like a daunting ordeal at the time. Now, here I am a year out of school, in love with this Canadian boy who has moved every two years of his life, and we're about to embark on a gigantic adventure 1300 miles away.
This will certainly be the most exciting thing I've ever done, but the list of things that have to be done in the next month is quickly getting out of hand. Vet checkups, car checkups, and people checkups all have to be completed, we have to find an apartment without seeing it in person first (aka my worst fear), and I have to spend 2 days in the car with a cat that hates the car to get her to our new home.
Just a little panicking is taking place. The good, excited kind of panicking, but panicking nonetheless.
For the next month, I'll be trying to get my life together one box at a time, using countless sheets of paper to write and re-write intricate to do lists. I'll be sure to chronicle the whole thing here, so I can at least have a record of that time that I did something I always thought I would be too scared to do.