There is just something about the anticipation that comes along with a change. I create countdowns for almost anything. You know what one of my favorite phrases is? "This time next_________, we'll be doing_________."
So, with joy I say that this time next month we'll be unloading the moving truck.
I must admit, I'm about 90% excited and 10% nervous.
I'm excited about the newness of it all; the city, events, meeting new people, getting lost, new job and spending some quality time with Tenaysia.
So far I'm nervous about 3 things: getting everything packed, fitting it all in the Penske truck, and finding a job.
The resume is currently a work in progress and my goal is to start reaching out to organizations this week.
I'm convinced that in another language, the word packing is a swear word! This is the first time in a very long time that we are actually going thru Every Thing to make sure it's worthy of the 800+ mile road trip. In the process I've come across at least 8 pair of tweezers, 20 cake pans, unopened school supplies, and some of the worst mix CDs in existence!
One of the joys of this adventure thus far has been the memories evoked as I pack certain items. Today as I worked in the kitchen I couldn't help but smile as I gently wrapped the 'fancy Powell family dishes'.
I've had the honor of being able to host many leadership meetings, pancake breakfasts, first day of school dinners, Thanksgiving turkey burgers, and Christmas quesadillas.
All the dishes have been packed carefully and I loved thinking about those I've been able to serve and those I'll serve in the future~literally.
Thirty days to go.....the time is going to fly by.
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