Friday, June 22, 2007

Next Chapter

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?


wahooweena said...

WOW!!! Congrats! Where is up yonder, exactly? Boise? :p

How soon do you move?

Gosling said...

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

thistle said...

Congrats on getting the job!

Amanda said...

YAY! Congrats! Moving is stressful, but as long as you keep breathing, it will all be fine :)

Mayada said...

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.