I probably sound crazy because most people would love to have a month off from work. But when you grow up dreaming to have the job I did and get it, it’s the best feeling.

Now that I’ve resigned, it feels weird. Yesterday was my last day there and I already feel like I’ve lost a part of my identity. Waking up this morning was strange. I’m happy I can sleep in; stressed about the upcoming move and bar exams; and excited for time with family and friends back in NYC. 

I’m just feeling all sorts of emotions. Tim is handling this move a lot better — I think it’s because he’s so used to moving around with the military. 

I just have to keep remembering that there is a next chapter– an upcoming adventure– and that this is what life is about. New beginnings.  

As my last post suggested, there are really exciting things on the horizon for Tim and me. I‘m excited, nervous and everything in between. We didn’t really plan on moving from Chicago so soon but it just sort of worked out. I’ll be giving more details eventually. Until then this is on repeat in my head:

 

Have a safe and fun long holiday weekend everyone! I have 5 days off so I’m one happy little lady 🙂

Every now and then I mope about superficial things: not being rich, not having Kourtney Kardashian’s body, not being creative enough. And then I realize everything I have is everything I need. I might not feel like I have it all, all the time, but in reality I really do.