I gave my boss my notice. I didn't even cry that much. Three weeks from now, I will be pretty much unemployed, and moving off to a spiffy new place in Pennsylvania.
I am excited and apprehensive all at the same time. Delaware has been my home for the past 3 years, and I was finally feeling used to everything here. Time to head off and start all over again. This is when the hopefulness comes in--hopes that my next job will be even better, that I can find more friends, that things will work out better than they ever have before.
Of course, until then, Matt, Nigel and I have to figure out how to pack everything, who's going to move it (us? a company?), address changes, moving our cable/internet services, getting rid of stuff we won't need, etc. etc. etc. Plus, we are still not 100% sure where we'll be living yet. We are mailing an application to our favorite place today, so that they can get it tomorrow. We think we'll know by the end of the week.
But I did it. I gave my three weeks' notice. The worst is over.
On an unrelated note, Blogabetes over at dLife is giving me grief. I login to the website, I read some posts, and I want to comment, but every time I go from the main page to the Blogabetes page, I get logged out! It also doesn't help if I start from the Blogabetes page or a particular blog entry. I'm looking at you, Kerri. Heehee. "HALP!" as the LOLcats say.