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My weekend, like most others, seemed low key.  I worked a lot.  I slept a lot.  And in between the working and the sleeping I ventured online to catch up with some emails, read some blogs…it was just my average weekend.

Somehow though, my average weekend took a drastic turn…and all it took was one instant message conversation between myself and an old friend of mine.  It had been awhile since I had last spoken with this friend, yet, we’ve always had the type of bond in which our friendship just picks up where we last left it…no matter the circumstances so as always, we immediately segued into conversation…catching up on each other’s lives.

She mentioned that she was feeling the urge to move out on her own, I mentioned that I was also feeling the same urge…but we both agreed that money was an issue and the fact that living alone wasn’t very appealing.  I suddenly had an idea…or rather, a memory of a past hypothetical thought that I had had, and mentioned that perhaps we could consider moving in together…either up there where she’s currently living, or down here where I’m living.  Without hesitation, my friend agreed that that was an awesome idea.

We didn’t talk much longer, my friend had things to do so we said our goodbyes with promises to talk later on in the week.  I didn’t think too much about the conversation…because of the brevity of our conversation it seemed more like a hypothetical idea rather than a concrete plan.  I didn’t really didn’t mention it to anyone aside from briefly mentioning the idea to my dad.

I spoke with my friend on the phone earlier today and she is…excited to put it mildly.  She already spoke to her mother who is also excited about the idea (her parents love me) so they’ve already started discussing the idea and having me come up for a few days to check out apartments and see the area.

While I’m really excited and happy about the turn of events…I’m kind of scared.  Although I don’t like where I’m living now, it’s where I grew up and what I’m used to.  The idea of living several hours away from my family (and the dogs)…that’s really daunting.  Saying goodbye to The Bookworm and Military Chick…something I’m not looking forward to for more reasons than just missing them.  It’s really hard for me to say goodbye to people.

But, I’m just going to try to focus on the good things.  Moving away from here is something that I have to do.  I’ve known this fact for a very long time, yet moving always seemed out of reach.  I’ll be living with a friend that I care deeply about and whom I can be very open and honest with…and vice versa.  I also like her family, and I’m comfortable around them (which is very important for me).  It’s not TOO far away from here and I know I can visit…and my family can always come visit me…same thing with my friends.  And well, if it doesn’t work out for us…my friend is willing to move down here.

Things are crazy right now.  With the potential move on the horizon things are crazy for me in the mental sense and I know that this will spill over to a physical sense as time goes by…I have a trip to Colorado with my mother coming up in April and now I’ll be traveling upstate in order to look at apartments and employment…I’ve got a lot on my plate.

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