Staying flexible in the game of life is easier said than done. For me, it’s a daily requirement. Living on the edge isn’t for everyone and I’m not going to lie, at times I’d rather have a boring existence, doing same thing every day the same way, day in and day out. But who am I kidding? I hate that kind of life! I need constant stimulation. I’m pretty sure I have ADD or AADD ( see what I mean?) Adult Attention Deficit Disorder. What am I trying to say here? My last two posts were about moving far away and how to go about doing it. Fast forward to day 96 since I moved to Florida. I don’t like it. I don’t like it one bit! It’s a great place to visit, and maybe someday I will move here, but it’s just not for me, or not right now in my life anyway. I am not trying to offend any Floridians, it’s just such a different pace of life and I can’t do it.
So I am moving back! Yup. I know you told me so, I’m sure people will comment that to me or say it behind my back, don’t bother, say it to my face. I can take it. At least I can say I tried, I won’t wonder when I’m back home if I should move to Florida. I tried, I didn’t like it. PERIOD.
So as far as my blog about the steps to moving far away are considered, I’m right back at it. Last was Purge and pack I believe. Guess what? Doing that again. Luckily I don’t have much to purge, but packing is going to be a challenge. And I’m not relishing the 1400 mile drive only me and my dog and two cats!! Yikes who wants to be me right now? I ordered one of those pet barriers that fits in behind your backseats and am waiting for that arrival to see how things will fit. I plan on letting cats have the back part of the SUV. I drive a VW Tiguan, not that big but I love it and it’s going to work. I did pack up some boxes of clothes that I just am not going to have room for, and sent them ahead. I contacted some people and I got myself an adorable cottage to rent and am looking forward to decorating that. I called my old boss to see if I could get my job back, but that’s another story that I don’t want to bore you with. Besides it’s not like I am a CEO of a giant corporation, just a bartending job at a local little bar. I’ll live if I don’t get my job back believe me. I kinda don’t want my job back anyway. I was planning on starting a new life, and going back to my exact old life probably isn’t the best plan in moving forward. OK peeps here we grow again! The next blog will be from New York baby!