Nashville

So I'm moving. 

To Nashville.

In a week weeks.

Yep, a week.

I cant wrap my head around it either.

Let's start from the beginning shall we?

I got a job there.

So that's really how this all came about. 

It sort of fell into my lap really. I mean obviously I had to work for it (duh) but it turned out they were looking for someone with my specific qualifications. And they we're interested in me enough to bring me from Alabama to Nashville for an interview and then to hire me from out of state.

And then I accepted.

And now I'm moving.

It was sort of inevitable really. 

I grew up very close to Nashville, just two hours from my hometown and, since I can never really move back home, Nashville is the best place to put me closer to family and dear friends.

Plus it's just a fun, exciting, bad ass city, let's be honest. 

Sometime's I want to panic over the fact that I have a house to sell here, I have no home to go to once I actually get to Nashville and that basically, I'm leaving a really great place and friends behind in the span of two weeks. Two weeks just doesn't seem to be an adequate amount of time to say goodbye.
But, it's funny, (and a little out of my nature really) I haven't been panicked or worried. Sure, I have bouts where I just sort of cry or freak out for about 2.5 seconds but then I'm reminded how really peaceful I feel about all of this.
I just see things falling into place with this decision. I wont go into all of them, they wont make sense. But I'm in awe of how peaceful and easy it was to find a temporary living situation and how the cost of that temporary place just happened to drop into my lap, not from my bank account.
How I have a dear couple friend moving at the exact same time to the same city and we'll be able to share a moving truck which will offset the cost of moving to another state. And how nice it will be to have friendly faces going through the same awkwardness of moving to a brand new city without out knowing many people.

It has been a peaceful transition at work too. Sad, but really peaceful. I couldn't have asked for a better boss these past 3 years, and honestly, I'm not sure I'll ever work for a better boss. (kinda tearing up just writing about it) But she was a champ when I told her I would be leaving in two weeks and she just confirmed that I would be fantastic anywhere I went (it's good to get affirmation when you're about to do something scary). Plus the transition of me handing my position over to someone new hasn't been stressful either. Sad, yes. But I know for a fact my transition is going to benefit another in a great way and it just confirms again that I've made the right decision.

So yea, there's a lot up in the air still. I guess that's part of doing something sort of scary, new and adventurous. There's not an ironed out detailed plan when you decide to do crazy things.

I'll keep you posted...
C