The end of the world as we know it

{but I feel fine}

Today is my last day of work (here) before the long drive to Denver and the new start.  And I'm ready.  Really, really ready.  Yesterday traffic was horrific on my way in, and I just turned up the music, smiled to myself and marveled at all the poor schmucks around me who have to do this the rest of the week.  And the week after that.  And the week after that.

Bye bye, commute!  You suck, BTW!

Earlier this week I said goodbye to a few coworkers who will not be in the office today.  Some people ask me if I'm sad and I give them the politically correct answer about new beginnings and opportunities, etc.  The fact is, no, I'm not sad.  And no, I will not miss this area.  It's not so much that something is wrong with this area (besides traffic!) as it is a general I-just-don't-fit-in-here experience.

So I packed my car to the gills last night, channeling my old college self.

We have decided to leave Orca here with G, until he joins me there permanently.  Not only is she old, but we just found out that she has bone cancer, and it is best to have her near her vet as long as possible before switching things up.  Overall, you know that we are sad and this is not good news for us.  It was literally a welcome-back-from-Africa slap in the face.  But.  Every other bad health issue we have experienced with rabbits has ended tragically and suddenly within about 24 hours, and this is one of those things that will be manageable for the next few months.  And Orca is not in pain; we make sure of that.  So.

Also, remember our downsizing efforts of late?  How we have managed to get rid of like 45% of what we own in this moving process?  Yeah, I thought of that as I bought souvenirs in Africa.  How very ironic it is to undergo the cleansing effect of purging so much crap, only to buy more crap stuff on vacation.  Actually, it's nice stuff.  And also?  I keep thinking of things that are packed in boxes that I am immediately going to take to goodwill once I unpack them in CO, so it's all good.

I got bangs, thank you Jesus.  I look like a human again, sort of.

P.S. I would have looked more human in this pic if I had makeup on.  And if I could lose about 40 pounds.  I'm just sayin.  Do me a favor and imagine me looking a lot better in real life.  We'll just go with that.

A few days ago I visited the doctor for a last check-up before the move.  She said that she has known a few clients who moved from here to Denver, and absolutely love it there.  And then she has a few clients who moved from Denver to here and are having a hard time.  I was like, stick me in that first category, sister!

We are on the cusp of a big change.  Although I know that when I settle in Denver, real life will kick in and I will have problems, it is very hard to imagine at this point.  It is all romanticism and idealism and westward expansion at this point.

Problems?  Those are staying behind in Virginia!  Life is going to be nothing but sunshine and butterflies now!