It would seem the time has finally come...
Time to pack my life back into boxes and make the move to Melbourne.
I'm really not sure how I feel about that one. It's all happened rather quickly, but from the looks of things I'll be moving on the weekend.
I actually had a tear roll down my cheek when I told Mr J that this morning and I'm so not looking forward to breaking the news to Casey.
I'm happy that its finally going to happen, just a little scared that I'm about to flip my entire world on its head. In case you haven't already worked it out, I like to be in control of how things pan out. The unknown scares me a little, but I kinda like that side of it as well.
After all, life is just one big adventure. Where's the fun if I spend all of it in my little cocoon of safety never venturing out into the unknown?
Now to find the grand that I need for rent/bond... I've got most of it saved, I just wasn't planning on moving so soon.
Oh well, I can do this. And I'll be back here on weekends for work, so its not like I'll be missing out on seeing my friends too much...
Right?
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I may have said before, I hat leaving — wherever it is (apart from places I've gone on an errand or something like that. So I think I understand some of how you feel. But when you've moved, I expect you'll be fine.
ReplyDeleteAnd yeah, being able to go back on weekends should make it far less drastic.
I hope so, cause I'm moving out on Sunday...
ReplyDeleteI don't know why, but I have this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach like I'm about to make the biggest mistake of my life.