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I’m waiting for Jess to get here so we can pack up some crap. And as I wait, I think about how much I dread going through this. It’s the part of moving I haven’t been looking forward to.

Earlier, I was at the bar with my coworkers Thuy, Kim and Carrie. I really wish that we went out more often because all we do is laugh the whole time. I hate even thinking about this, but right now I have to admit that everything is so good. The marketing team at work has the greatest chemistry in the near 3 years that I’ve been there, we’re being productive and I’m having a great time there.

And outside of work I have so much socializing going on that I can’t even handle it sometimes… and I’m meeting the most amazing, positive, motivational people I think I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.

This part of me that really doesn’t want to leave grows. And it’s such a bittersweet struggle. I haven’t felt that “I can’t wait to get out of here!” thought that I had running rampant through my mind in December. It’s just gone. I’m happy right now.

And so I’m just sitting here, it feels, waiting for it all to end.

I’m scared! I don’t want this to end! I’m having so. much. fun.