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So it's been a while since I've written anything. I've been a bit busy. Sorry.
When we last left this saga, I gave in my two weeks notice. Seriously, I can not express the dread that I felt doing that. My heart raced and my body was going into serious fear mode. But I did it.
Next up on the agenda, renting a truck and moving my stuff back to my parent's place in Allentown, PA. Have I ever driven a truck of any kind? Nope. Another nerve wracking.... 20 minutes. I think I almost killed a few people on 31st and Astoria Blvd. But I made it back to PA. Yay for me.
Followed by wrapping up my work and putting together a goodbye party for my residents. (Did I mention that I worked in residential building?) A small goodbye party with a few friends of mine and then packing my car with a few things that I had left in the apartment. I feel like I might have to go more in depth with this last week in NYC. This introvert was definitely in the wild.
When I came to my parents house, it was empty. They were spending the next few days close to where my dad was working. Honestly, my plan was to stay in the house and organize my belongings, go back to eating well and getting back to center. That did not happen. My mom texted and asked me to come visit them and since she just had her hip replaced, I figured she might need some help. (Once again, another in depth blog post.)
And that leaves me here. In my parent's kitchen typing this while sitting next to my mom who's watching Downton Abbey. Big sigh. This is one of those moments when you feel like you're in the dark. It reminds me of this thing I read that sort of says that when it's dark, maybe you've been planted, with the implication of blooming soon. (Downton Abbey is rubbing off on me) So, maybe I need this week and a half to prep for the upcoming trip. We'll see.
So... I just gave my two weeks' notice. I have a stable job in New York City, people like the job that I do here, and I've created a number of connections.
So what...did I...just do? (Screaming emoji)
I gave my two weeks' notice so I could move to a different state. I don't have a job there yet. I don't have a place to live out there yet. I'm just going. Still confused as to why I thought this was a good idea.
Actually no. I'm pretty sure I know why I did this. NYC has always held a type of magic for me. I could walk down a quiet street and feel as though all my cares have gone away. I used to feel renewed by this city and it's a feeling that has carried me through most of these 13 and a half years. But lately, I've lost that magic and I can't seem to find it.
And my job? Well, we're going through a bit of a break up. I want to go down one path and the company is just not at the same place as I am. It's really the most mature breakup I've ever had. So, you know, progress.
So, that's where I'm at. Leaving my job, leaving NYC, packing up and downsizing my life, no job to look forward to (although I'm applying to everything. Hello employers, call me!), and at least I have a couch to crash on when I get to Denver.
Oh yeah, and I'm moving to Denver. I've only been there for a three-day weekend but that's where I'm going. I must sound ridiculous.
I'll keep you posted.