Moving On

The second round of worries was the list of things that had to be done before I left. A short list was: Sell furniture, clean out college stuff, find out about 401K and Stock Options at work, figure out Health Insurance, Budget out the next year, buy tickets for Brazil, contact friends in Brazil, get shots for Brazil, go to all doctor, eye, and dentist appointments before insurance runs out… and of course, hand in my resignation, which was nerve wracking, as it was the point of no return. The list went on and on. There was so much to do, it was maddening. I didn’t know what to do first, and the length of the list was stressing me out and making me nervous and ineffective.
In the end, due to increased dissatisfaction at work, I ended up quitting a few weeks before I had initially planned out, and spent the time at home, taking care of all these tasks. To further complicate things, I was splendidly distracted with a new girl I started dating. After over two years without any serious dating, I ended up falling for a girl two months before I was set to leave.
The last three weeks were a complete whirlwind and entirely exhausting, physically and emotionally. I was only leaving for a matter of months, but it felt much longer. I think it was because I was saying goodbye to one life in Seattle, and I knew it wouldn’t be quite the same when I returned. For better or for worse. Moving is always much more work than you expect, and that was certainly the case. Plus, I had to move into Brandon’s place, and pack for the road trip and Brazil.
All this put together was pretty taxing. My new relationship definitely complicated things, although I really wouldn’t have it any other way. The last three days I was up well into the night, packing and unpacking, then packing again. It felt really good to finally get on the road, and have my stuff all sold or moved. I’m swearing to stop collecting junk, and stay lightweight for a while. We’ll see how far that goes.


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