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Every New Beginning Comes From Some Other Beginning's End

(yeah, I went there. Semisonic for the win. Who doesn't secretly love this song!?)

I wasn't sad about wrapping up my job, and I wasn't stressed about moving.

Until twelve hours before each.

And then it hit me, all the feelings.

Of course, it's too late to turn back then, and I didn't want to undo either decision, but there were all these feelings, and mostly I just wanted to sleep.

The last few days at work were great. I have no qualms about my decision to leave, but I did realize again that my boss and I have been in close quarters for three years, and despite the differences between us, and my lack of career interest in her business, she has been a staunch supporter and frequent encourager of me.

I am grateful.

Then my parents brought a van and a bed in the van, and they were troopers and my mom packs like a pro (no seriously, she is a pro), and my dad moves boxes so well, and what kind of movers also take you out for dinner? The best kind.

Today Karen and I cleaned the old apartment and I hugged our superintendent goodbye, and I squeezed her daughter, who sang me a song on Sunday (while her mom was feeding us lunch) and it went like this:

See you later, alligator.
In awhile, crocodile.
Blow a kiss, jellyfish.
Toodle-oo, kangaroo.
Go home, Beff.

Yes. That is why I will miss them. Also, the meal exchange and cookie runs and all the laughter that was just eight steps away.
photo by Karen

the sweet sight of spring

But on a day like this, with sunshine and skirts and magnolia blossoms and patios, I feel excited for the summer, and hopeful about all these changes - despite my growing terror around the term "job hunt."
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