Changes.

Anyone that knows me at all knows that I have spent the last about year desperately searching for the right beginning to my career. And I am happy to announce that after many restless nights and hours of stress, I have finally found it. I am so excited. Its with a great company (they even have a casual dress code, BONUS!) in a great area. The thing is, its in California.


Don't get me wrong - thats fantastic. I have been feeling for a while like the right step for me might be moving away somewhere different. I mean, I have lived here since I was 13, I went to college here, and despite about 6 months leave in New York and Rome, I haven't really left since 8th grade. For a kid that moved 4 times between the ages of 9 and 12, that seems like an extremely long time. Besides, Orange County is basically my second home, and for those years where uprooting was commonplace, the closest thing I really had to a true home. I have been to Disneyland more times than I can count. I loved "The OC", but knew that Newport Beach is nothing like how they portrayed it. I adore Balboa Bars. 


But then there are the things I am unfamiliar with. The fact that there are at least 27 freeways and the speed limit is actually 10 miles above what the signs say. That I don't know what city I am going to live in. That I have no idea what it is like to live on my own income. And I find these things thrilling, but at the same time completely terrifying.


At the current moment, I have so much on my plate that I am paralyzed and writing a blog and watching television in lieu of getting myself ready to leave Seattle for the first time in almost 2 years, but for this time its not just for 3 months. This time, my move isnt temporary, it doesn't have an expiration date - this time, it is indefinite. 


And so I sit here, mulling things over in my head, wondering how in the world I am going to pack up my life, see the people who I am going to miss the most, spend enough time with my dogs and arrange all the necessary logistics to leave in just one week.


Being a grown up is kind of hard. 


♥mb.