Got the job. Moving up yonder. Stressed, not sleeping through the night. Excited, breathless, filled with dread and apprehension. Imagining the best, imagining the worst. Planning. It's what I do.
I've started breaking the news to people. Some are sad, some are handling it "better" than others, but really, for those who are sad, there's little I can do.
Should I apologize to them for following my heart?
Friday, June 22, 2007
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WOW!!! Congrats! Where is up yonder, exactly? Boise? :p
How soon do you move?
Hee! No, not Boise. But closer to Boise by about two hours than I am now. Slowly, slowly, I'm working my way Boise-ward... :p
Congrats on getting the job!
YAY! Congrats! Moving is stressful, but as long as you keep breathing, it will all be fine :)
I was the mover for the first half of my life and it was always much easier to be the one who leaves. The second half of my life has been plagued with friends who have moved on to better things, which I'm always excited about, but filling the void is so incredibly hard.
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