I did it!
I got a dog, quit my job and moved 1300 miles from where I'd lived for a decade.
I think I'm still in shock.
And, by the way? Unemployment is not cool. It makes weekends seem like the low points, because there's no chance an HR person is gonna call you on Saturday.
This whole experience is definitely not shaping up the way I expected, although, if I'm honest, I'm not really sure just what I expected to begin with. It's like I've been transported back to an alternate universe...older me, with memories completely separate from this place, same mom, but she's married to a different guy...just weird.
My soul is finding rest, though. I've actually started pondering over some of the tough questions that I had just shoved off the back burner into the freezer. Sometimes the answers aren't what I'd hoped - the teary phone calls and awkward silences are proof enough of that. But it's kinda neat to think that maybe, just maybe, the rat race that I've been running for so long is actually behind me. I can take time to live now.
You know, once I'm not unemployed and stuff.
