Tomorrow I'm moving to Memphis and I am a giant quivering ball of anxiety. I'm worried about everything we've packed, I'm worried about everything we haven't packed, I'm worried for the stuff while it'll be out of our control, I'm worried about how clean we have to make the apartment to not get a bill from the complex, I'm worried about fitting everything into the car tomorrow for the drive to Memphis (cats, cat accouterments, a handful of tech, luggage, possibly more), and I'm worried about Angelbiscuit finishing her dissertation. If I think about it some more, I'm sure I can find some more stuff to be worried about. I hope I stop thinking about it soon.
The movers arrive at 9am to pack everything away onto their truck; they'll unload at the new house on Wednesday at noon. We spent a lot of time looking for just the right place. We're renting a house this time, an upgrade from apartment-living, and when I'm not a giant quivering ball of anxiety about everything possible, I'm actually looking forward to it. We'll have lots of space to spread out and lots of space to host friends and family. We'll have a very nice kitchen, we'll have a garage in which to park and unload groceries not in the rain, we'll have a walk-in master closet to hang up all the things Angelbiscuit's been putting in drawers for years, and we'll have a ceiling fan in the master bedroom! It's going to be a nice place in which to hunker down for several years.
Angelbiscuit starts her new job there in a week-and-a-half, and she's super-excited about it; couldn't be happier. I'll be finishing up my bachelor's degree program on August 8th, and will be looking for work pretty soon after touchdown in Memphis. I'm planning to look at federal government jobs first because as a veteran I get a leg-up for federal jobs over the average joe applying. I'd like to use my human resources training from the Air Force because I don't know how to best apply a communication degree to the real world. I enjoy presenting information, giving presentations, public speaking, that sort of thing, but I don't know how to parlay that into a job.
Since we're all packed up, Angelbiscuit and I will be eating dinner out tonight. Our last meal in St. Louis before going on our new adventure. Wish us luck, please.