Ok, this is, like, for real...
Exactly a week from now, I'll be on a train and waiting to wrap up a 17+ hour journey that will take me to my new home in Florida.
The reality is starting to sink in, and it's very strange.
I'm really really excited, of course, but I wish I could just be there already and get the rest of this over with. I still have to organize the rest of my boxes, make sure they're all packed, arrange the utility set ups, shred old mail, wash just about every piece of clothing I own, say goodbye to my friends, finish work, buy and ship a birthday present to someone, let some people know that I'm moving (some people still don't know!), clean out my car...
It's a lot to do.
I'm moving to Florida.
As soon as I get down there, I have to get a job. That should be fun.
But I'm also looking forward to the fun stuff: Disney World, Yankees spring training, the Keys, the Bahamas, shopping, golf lessons, and relearning Spanish. Among other things.
Well, just checking in and trying to unload some stuff so I can continue packing and everything.
Laters.
The reality is starting to sink in, and it's very strange.
I'm really really excited, of course, but I wish I could just be there already and get the rest of this over with. I still have to organize the rest of my boxes, make sure they're all packed, arrange the utility set ups, shred old mail, wash just about every piece of clothing I own, say goodbye to my friends, finish work, buy and ship a birthday present to someone, let some people know that I'm moving (some people still don't know!), clean out my car...
It's a lot to do.
I'm moving to Florida.
As soon as I get down there, I have to get a job. That should be fun.
But I'm also looking forward to the fun stuff: Disney World, Yankees spring training, the Keys, the Bahamas, shopping, golf lessons, and relearning Spanish. Among other things.
Well, just checking in and trying to unload some stuff so I can continue packing and everything.
Laters.
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