Part of me is still in denial about this move. We’ve been talking about for so long that it’s hard to believe it’s almost time to actually move. It’s starting to feel more like reality now that we have boxes all over the place.
I am having trouble deciding what to leave here for the year and what to take with us. I just don’t want to get there and have to buy something we already own. Christopher’s solution is just to bring everything with us, but I shot that down pretty quickly.
I am so sad to leave my job. I know so many people who don’t love where they work, so I am heartbroken to leave a place I love.
I am starting to get worried about getting everything done in time to move. My last day of work is on a Friday…and we leave early in the morning that Saturday. I basically have three weekends left to get ready, not to mention celebrating medical school graduation and seeing as many friends as we can.
I am a tiny bit nervous about cooking with a gas stove. I have always had an electric stove, so I have this irrational fear that I am going to light something on fire.