It’s been awhile…5 months to be exact.

And boy do I have news.

I’ve spoken to my boss, some of my colleagues, and HR. I’ve told some of my friends and my family. And now I guess it’s time to share it with the internet:

In 5 days, I will be turning 25.
In 11 days, I will be at my current job for the last time.
In 12 days, it’s Thanksgiving. Which means I’ll be running my annual five-miler, and eating too much.
In 16 days, I will be packing up my apartment, and using the lovely people at Door-to-Door to do so.
In 18 days, I will get into my car with Adam, and we will hit the road for a 3,000 mile journey across country.
And finally…in 31 days, I will be starting my new job in sunny Solana Beach, California.

Solana Beach, CA

That’s right. I am moving to San Diego.

To be honest, the whole process has been very fast. I haven’t really had time to fully understand the reality of everything.

Just a couple of weeks ago, on Tuesday, November 5, I interviewed over the phone for this position. The following week, this past Monday, I did a Skype interview and “met” various people. By Tuesday they were asking for references. I talked to my boss and explained the situation. I must say that I’ve been very fortunate to be working for someone who is so incredibly understanding and who wants the best for her staff; she explained that she’d miss me but she was so proud of and excited for me if I got this opportunity. Later that day, I submitted three professional references, and for some reason, those people must’ve said good things about me (I guess they like me or something), and by Thursday I had an offer. I accepted the position yesterday.

They wanted me to start December 9, but I asked for it to be pushed back, so it was pushed back a week.

Since then, I’ve been trying to figure out what the next steps are.

First things first. I told my family. A bunch of them are coming over next weekend for a teary 25th birthday/going away potluck (because hello, potlucks are the greatest thing ever) at my apartment. I also told my 97 year-old grandmother today about it, and broke down crying in the process. In true grandmother fashion, she thought me crying meant I had horrible news but this is absolutely “wonderful” and she’s very happy for me. I am going to miss everyone, including that old lady, but also my best friend for 25 years: my mom.

Next on the list was telling my best friends from college, all of whom are currently in Boston (except for little old Lauren who is living the dream in San Francisco – so I texted her explaining that I am going to be her neighbor in SoCal). They’re all crazy excited for me. Next weekend (whichever day I don’t end up with family), we are most likely going to meet where it all began: in good ole Worcester, Massachusetts.

I’ve scheduled an appointment with my dentist for Monday. Three fillings to be done, because apparently, I don’t know how to brush my teeth. Also, that means I’m up to 16 cavities in my life. Because, you know, that’s completely normal.

I’ve scheduled an appointment with my mechanic to get an oil change and to check my car to make sure it’s ready to explore the country. It should be fine but better safe than sorry.

I did some research on moving companies, mostly those with storage containers that you put stuff in and they drive across country and drop it off for you. I’ll do a more thorough rundown on this another time, but let’s be real. PODS was very expensive (around $2800), and the woman on the phone was rude. U-Haul was very expensive ($1900 to begin with, plus extra money to drop off the U-Pod, and extra to hire people to load and unload, and then presumably extra for insurance; that was probably going to be around $2500).

Then I visited my good friend Reddit and did a search to see if anyone had advice for long distance moving companies. Someone mentioned Door-to-Door and a few clicks and a phone call later, I had booked my move. This lovely woman Christina is my contact there and she has been very helpful in answering my questions. No joke, I called her four times today. She also wasn’t rude like the people at PODS and asked me questions to make it appear that she was interested in why I was moving and like she really cared (well-played, Christina). The move, which includes the drop off and loading of a storage container, moving the container to the Connecticut-based facility, the trek across country, and dropping it off at a destination (or storage facility), PLUS up to $7,000 insurance of damaged goods, came to just under $2000. I am happy with that.

Next up: I need to change my bank, call the electric and internet companies, and start packing. And since I always did short-ish moves (Massachusetts to Connecticut, or across town), I never learned how to actually pack stuff into boxes so follow along on this blog to see my journey into becoming an adult. I should probably get a haircut too.

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