That might possibly be the most over-used title in all of blogdom, but I really don't give a shit, because who has time to come up with witty blog titles when you're only FOUR EFFING DAYS away from moving to California??
Right now, I'm sitting here at my desk with tons of stuff left to do and I really have to pee and yet, I blog. Why? Because I gave my exit interview here and I'm just pretty much done. I'm not sure how I will find the motivation to finish up today and tomorrow, but I know that I have to. I'm caught between a rock called Giving a F*ck and hard place called Not Giving a F*ck. You see my conundrum?
I feel pretty blessed, though, I have to say. I have received so many well wishes, and all of them sincere. I know I will be missed here and that's a good feeling. It's nice to know that you make positive impressions in life. It's good to be able to look forward knowing that you have the support of everyone around you. It's not that I didn't expect it, or that I'm surprised by it. I'm just grateful that it's there because, at this point, it's all that's left to fuel me through the final few days here and in New Jersey.
On top of all that, we almost lost my grandmother this week, but she's doing better, which is a miracle in its own right. She's been through a lot recently, but she still manages to pull through. There's a little life in her yet.
So, I'll leave my job OK, leave my apartment OK, leave my family and my friends OK, leave New York City OK. Everything else after that will just have to work itself out.
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Good luck! If it makes you feel any better, New York still smells like urine.
Incidentally, even though the partial purpose of this blog, e.g. Moving For Darn Certain, has been completed, that doesn't mean you shouldn't keep the thing updated. I'm sure they have all manner of iced coffees out West.
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