i haven't been posting because it wasn't time to be public...but now is time. ABN has accepted a job (a fabulous job) and we're headed (faster then you can say see you later alligator) to San Fran. wow...just typing it makes me want to reach for the ativan. not because i am not excited...i am. i am SO freakin' excited. but i am also completely overwhelmed, broken over the idea of leaving and scared shitless of what we will find once we get there. but yes, we're very excited.
it's been a crazy few days full of tears and cheers (largely when i realized at 4am i can have in 'n out anytime i want). my grandparents are ecstatic, my parents are sad to see us go and my curly friend, well she's inconsolable. i'm caught up in all the drama that involves a cross-country move, even when not responsible for packing, and have decided to leave my feelings alone for as long as possible. i'm also not thinking about what i will do once i get there because really...right now it doesn't matter.
ready for crazy? this week we're in nyc/westport...next weekend we're on the cape (thank god) and then the following weekend we take off....well, drive off, into the sunset.
more details later...now i will just sip my coffee, try to find a replacement at work (it's possible my boss cried when i told him i was leaving) and continue to breathe....
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