It was a busy, but good weekend. The POD was delivered on Thursday afternoon, and while we are still working on filling it, we've packed and removed a significant amount of stuff from our house.
Today, the husband will be packing up the 'essentials' - our beds, the telly, the tivo and the rest of the kitchen - so we'll have an interesting 2 weeks sleeping on a mattress on the floor, eating off paper plates, with only ourselves and our (comparatively) teeny-tiny laptop screens as entertainment.
I can't say it's been particularly fun yet, but the adventure has began, that's for sure.
The initial trip to Austin for apartment searching and boss-meeting is done and went reasonably well.
Though apartment-hunting in an unfamiliar city over 2 days is a bitch, I'm happy with where we ended up. I just we had had more time. I haven't lived in an apartment since college - and even then I only had one neighbor and I only lived there 3 months, so I'm a little freaked about the typical apartment concerns. I just need to stop freaking out and trust the universe a little more. It's been good to me so far.
The drive was long, but much better (and faster) on the way home when I was not sick with the dying of upset nervous tummy. The next time we make the drive, it will be with Dixie the Doodle dog and the cat and we'll take possession of our very own overpriced, but conveniently located apartment - whee, fun!
I made the hard decision this week to turn in my resignation at my current job. As much as I love it and have loved it, the opportunity for a new, exciting challenge presented itself, and I didn't think I could live with myself if I didn't go for this.
Within the next 30 days we'll be packing up our house, looking for an apartment, saying goodbye to a lot of familiarity, and hitting the road for Austin, TX.
Not even all the details are worked out yet, but we're getting there, and I'm trying to trust the universe that it's all going as it should - regardless of the stress and expectations.
