I know. Life is unfair. There are no rules. Bad things happen to good people; good things happen to bad people, yada, yada, yada.
That’s why someone from a company here in town just called me and wanted to talk about a job. In Jackson. Too little, too late, Jackson. Where were you in May?
I hate everything about moving and cannot believe that this past weekend in Memphis was the last time I’ll see Memphis for months. I can’t believe I won’t see some of my friends for months. I can’t believe I’m moving. And more than anything, I can’t believe that any of this is happening. I looked so hard for a reason to stay here in Tennessee, and now that I’m moving, opportunities pop up everywhere. Why now? Why not months ago?
I’m moving this weekend, and I feel like in addition to boxes, I should pick up some brown bags. The anxiety is definitely starting to kick in, and I’m getting incredibly anxious. There’s so much to do, and so much is out of my hands now. I know everything is going to be fine, but I can’t help but be anxious and stressed and ughhh. As much as I hate the idea of moving, I just want it to be done. I don’t want to leave, but God almighty, I want the moving done. In fact, if someone could give me superpowers for the next week, that would be great. I just want to be able to snap my fingers and make everything appear in Virginia.
I’m sure I’ll be updating again soon, but if I don’t, keep your fingers crossed for a safe move!
