What a lovely evening! It was not without it bumps, and involved a lot of cursing and general annoyance with airports and air travel in general, but in the end everything worked out swimmingly well.
I worked from home yesterday, partly because I knew I would be too jumpy to sit still at the office for more then 5 minutes at a time, but mostly to wait for the salvation army pick up people to come take away my heap of junk I don't want. Now there are several things that I find annoying about how this thing worked itself out. 1 – My neighbors/passers-by took about half the stuff that was left out. Which means that they not only took stuff from a charity, but also that I can't claim it as a tax write off. 2 – they wouldn't take my dresser. My mom has been hassling me about this dresser for the last two months. She says it is crap and I should chuck it and get a new one. She has a bit of a point, but considering that I'm now $40k in the hole for just one year of school, buying a new one is not that practical a thing. Anyway, long story short I finally convinced myself to chuck the damned thing, and the Salvation Army won't take it. That's right, it's too big a piece of crap for even them to take. Nice. Since when does the Salvation Army fancy itself the Antiques Roadshow?
So after I got done with work, I went and had a lovely farewell dinner with some OES and Rainbow friends. It was so nice to see them all once more before I left. Dinner was fantastic too. I couldn't have asked for a better send-off from a better group of friends. Family really. A family I am really going to miss in a very profound way.
After dinner, the Great Wednesday Event took place. Ohmygod. I've been having a hard time deciding how much, if anything, I should post about this for quite awhile. I guess the short version is that I met someone on-line awhile ago, and last night, I Met that Someone in real life. I haven't felt like this is a very long time...if I ever did. And he's on the right coast. Not only did I get my first, real, physical contact with my new life, but I think I found something really special. For the first time, last night I wasn't even the least bit nervous about this move or being all alone.
It's funny, after I met with my knitting group for the last time on Sunday, this guy who does tarot readings at the bookstore we meet at gave me a reading as a going away gift. It was fairly tremendous, and really dead-on accurate about all the things that currently are. As far as those things to come, he said my life was out there, waiting for me, and that Someone was there, waiting for me, too. There were a lot of specific details about that Someone. This person would be instrumental in my efforts to make a home for myself, a real home, there, and would help me build my life there. And now, Someone really is there waiting for me, and it feels more right and comfortable than I can find words to explain.
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