Moving to California: Completed Checklist Items [UPDATED]:
1. Rent out apartment
2. Quit Job
3. Find new apartment
4. Un-Quit Job
Whattttttttttt? The several days following the day I put in my notice have been off the charts crazy. My VP immediately began analyzing data and working tirelessly to move things around both out here and in California. Last night, I got the call, a new territory has been created in San Diego and I was offered the position. I HAVE A JOB. I can’t even BEGIN to describe how fortunate I feel right now. The amount of stress that has been taken off my shoulders is immense.
I wasn’t really too concerned with finding a new job… I knew I’d eventually have one. The unknown doesn’t scare me all that much. I’ve also gotten lots of recommendations from friends on where to work in the interim when I get out there. [Sea World]. But even assuming I could find a job in my industry, the interview and training process is long and grueling. And “long and grueling” aren’t really words I’d like to mix with “beach,” “sand,” “cocktails,” “sun,” “surfing,” and “exploring.” So the fact that I get to follow my dreams to California while being able to keep my job which I value a ton, makes me want to jump for joy.
I’m pretty sure the universe really wants me to go to California. I’ve decided it to be true. And as I’d really like to avoid getting emo, especially with so much time still before the actual departure date (41 days…not that I’m counting or anything), I have to say… I’m getting a little emo. I’m looking at everything a little bit longer, and listening to everyone a little more carefully. As much as Dad and T-Diddy are really sad to see both of their daughters leave the east coast, I don’t know how I’d feel about this adventure without their never-ending support. The shrieks I heard from the other end of the phone when I called T-Diddy last night to tell her I still had a job were filled with even more excitement than I displayed myself. And Dad’s constant words of encouragement and belief in me over the past month have really made me reflect on what amazing, selfless parents I am blessed with. They don’t want to see us go, yet will still do whatever it takes to help us follow our dreams.
So I guess you can say at this particular point, my ducks are now in a row. Last week my ducks were scattered all the freak over the place, I didn’t even know where to start looking for them. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not feeling a false sense of security. I know the transition away from all the people I love will not be an easy one, even with a job waiting for me. I’m prepared to be homesick and sad from time to time. But taking unemployment out of the equation definitely helps make it all a bit easier.
With six weeks to go, I’m jam-packed with amazing plans with all of my favorite people. A wedding for my favorite (nutty) GSK colleague, a long bachelorette weekend away for my PSU bestie, Emitch, Yankee games, my little cousin’s graduation party, and hopefully some good ol’ fashioned sailing with my fam.
Thank you all so much for all of your support and words of wisdom with this whole move-across-the-country malarkey. You guys have been amazing. I can’t even begin to tell you how much it means to me to feel all of your love. And you know I don’t usually get emo.
xoxo Gossip Girl