Someone asked me if I thought it was a big waste to leave NYC and move to Minnesota just to turn around and go back...
And although I do imagine the apartment I'd be living in now had I stayed in New York, I wouldn't give up the friends I've made and the experiences I've had over the past six years. Not a waste at all.
Seriously. I'm a crumbly pile of tears when I think about leaving.
Still, Minnesota, see ya; hate to be ya!
I have 2.5 weeks to finish my MN bucket list, which sadly is just a bunch of restaurants I want to visit before we leave.
The relocation company is packing our stuff, so I just sort of sit around waiting to leave with nothing productive to do. At least I have time to be super focused on my anxiety, so that's nice.
Henry begged me to tell his teacher that his last day of class is a day later than it actually is. He can't bear the thought of having to say goodbye and would rather just be gone.
Can't say I don't feel exactly the same way.
