So today I told my full-time job about my moving. My boss was excited for me. He’s known for awhile that I’m ready to move on – even if I wasn’t ready to admit it. Staying would be safe. A nice job, nice paycheck, casual dress code and nice perks for being there for almost four years.
It felt. Good. Good to say the words outloud and know my time is coming to a close fast. On May 26th I’ll be leaving Chicago and landing in California.
The father of my sister’s boyfriend and my sister’s boyfriend came by and took all the stuff that had been piled up in my living room since January. That felt good too. Finally I have my living room back.
Moving on. Sounds good.
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