I have three days of work left and it has had me reflecting over the past two years of my life a lot. I have had a lot of personal growth over the past two years and am at one of those points where I can look back and appreciate the good and the bad. The first year out of college was the worst. I had no idea the transition to working full time would be something that would be so difficult for me. I have never been afraid of hard work and figured it would fall right into place in the "real world." Funny that I just now feel like I've got my footing and I am getting ready to leave.
Every particle of my body seems to resist change in a way that I can't quite explain. My mind is totally driven and wrapped around the idea of making a better life for myself while my body says "really, we have to pack and leave AGAIN?" I've never been a girl to "roll with the punches," I pretty much get knocked out and come up swinging. I like to have control and I don't like when things don't go my way. But I have learned that it's when I put myself in these uncomfortable, new places that I have the most substantial growth. Hopefully, this will prove to be the same. I know I sound like I am going to a foreign land or something but to be fair, I have never lived more than 45 minutes away from at least one of my parents.
There is so much left to do. I hate packing more than I hate refilling the brita pitcher of water in the refrigerator. I procrastinate until the very end and then let my Dad totally stress me out by just throwing my things into boxes without any regard to organization. The divorced parent plan of action goes as follows: Mom will come and help me pack/clean on Thursday then I will ban her from my townhouse (trust me when I say this with total love and emotional protection) so that my Dad can come and help me load everything into the U-haul on Friday. Dad will then pull the U-haul to WV and I will drive my car up. We will unload on Saturday and then on Sunday I will be left to unpack and re-organize my life. Monday and Tuesday I will have to myself to get everything up and running and ready to go for Orientation on Wednesday and Thursday. Oh...and Tuesday is my birthday. So I will celebrate the day by doing whatever the heck I want (a.ka. being totally lost in the mountain terrain of Morgantown). Take that year 24.
More to come.
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