In a month, I'll be a Portlander (is that the right term?). *applause*
I submitted my resignation today. And I'll put in my notice on my house tomorrow. No, we still haven't heard back from the potential landlord, but I didn't want to wait any longer. And I think this place will work out. If not, we can figure something else out, but I'm not worried.
SO, watch out, Portland. This girl is on her way. Portland employers, I hope you're ready to hire me. Friends in Portland, you're on call to help me move in. mmmmk?
Oh man, I'm SO excited!
I also realize I'll never truly fit in in Portland because of my thick ass Southern California accent.
Now I'm on the fast track. This weekend is my dad's birthday. And then I have some last things to go through to sort for keeping or selling. The next weekend is my garage sale and a trip to Disneyland (I have a free pass for my work with Habitat for Humanity). The next weekend will be all packing to go. The next weekend will prob be my going away party and more packing. Aaaaaand the weekend after that? I'll be in PORTLAND! Woot!
Other than the short time I lived in Paris, I've lived in Southern California my whole life. And I am so ready for this move. I turn 30 in a few months and I mean it when I say that I am totally ready for 30. Ready for the next chapter of my life. And moving is a huge part of that.
In celebration, a video that literally had me gasping for breaths I was laughing so hard when Coco showed me this today. This guy is utterly hilarious. I truly think he has a future in stand-up.
And cerebral palsy is the sexiest of the palsies. And no Atlantis is too under water of too fictional.