Today has been kind of surreal.
We’ve packed up probably about 95% of the house now. It’s just some small everyday sundries left at this point and some last pit stops around town that are still awaiting completion. And we’re getting…not emotional but definitely *feeling* it. Keisha and I have had an interesting two days to say the least, what with the mice yesterday and a goodbye lunch today and realizing that it’s not so much what rooms are left to pack, but what small things are left. Anytime we walk somewhere in town, our new catch phrase is that it’s ‘probably the last time’ we’ll be doing it.
Tonight we drove up to the theatre and donated a bunch of paint we had for the teen show. It was nice to go in there again and leave with some positive memories and hugs. Most of the people we see now we are seeing for the last time. Moving out of the province is so tremendously huge. We won’t just be a drive away from anyone anymore.
That being said, I am very much looking forward to my new life in New Brunswick. I’m looking forward to searching for a new job, especially since the last four years have taught me a professional confidence that I didn’t have before. I know what I’m capable of now and where my strengths are and that is nothing to sneeze at. AND, I’m looking forward to having some time to work on my latest book again. Not to mention that I’ve had some great ideas for the next book, and the next one, and so on.
Now if only I could get my dogs to stop nervous peeing all over the place, I’d say that things were going just as smoothly as they can.
Three days and counting. Holy shit.