Well, I'm officially unemployed and am spending my Wednesday packing the rest of my stuff and washing clothes. I don't leave until Sunday, but I need to make sure I can fit all my clothes into my suitcases (I think I actually can!) and I need to ship everything else today so it'll get to San Francisco as soon as possible.
Which means I won't have my computer until next week. I can still use my parents' computer but I won't be blogging. I'll still pop up here and there but I'll be pretty silent until next week.
So... I'll be spending my last days in Virginia visiting my sister and saying goodbye to random people and finishing up some errands. Also, there was something rather profound about my big move that I've been meaning to say that I completely forgot about:
It seemed as if the universe was aligning, helping me out, giving me signs and letting me know that everything will work out just fine. Ever since Sean and I decided to move to San Francisco, I've been selling more photographs, getting more dog- and house-sitting jobs, booking more photography sessions and even teaching my first photography class. I got the chance to get paid overtime for the first time in two years. I didn't get sick at all, resulting in no unpaid sick days. After participating in the annual local art competition for the past eight years, I finally won one of the big awards which meant big money.
Moving across the country means spending money. It also means saving money for when we'll be struggling through those first few months. So the universe sent some extra money my way this past year and it was perfect timing.
Little things. Little signs. Letting me know that yes, this is right.
And that rare earthquake that hit the east coast yesterday? Only days before I move near the earthquake capital of the world? I don't take it as a bad omen. Instead, I think it's pretty freaking ironic and almost comical. I take it as a good sign. As if it were just for me.