I am definitely D.C. bound, with mixed feelings

As of today, I received concrete verification that I did get the job in D.C.! In fact, much sooner than was expected. I have 13 days as of today, to tie up the details with my current position, figure out how to move my belongings across the country (or either decide it’s undoable and put my furnishings in storage here in Wyoming), since I’ve never done it before, drive across the country to D.C. (again, a distance I’ve never covered in my three decades of life, esp. alone), and get to work in less than two weeks, looking fresh and business-attired and already in the know about everything I’ll be doing in this media analyst position.

I also have to figure out how I’m going to find and afford a place to live that soon. My credit is not so great, so I hope I don’t get turned down by every place I try to rent with. That’s a fear in my mind; but what else can I do? Not go, just because I think it might not work out? Surely when I tell them I have the money for first and last months’ rent, they’ll let me move in. I’m looking in the Crystal City/Pentagon City area, which will put me very close to my new position; and I shouldn’t have to drive to work.

The company authorized me a very reasonable amount for relocation, so I should not have any problems. Let’s hope not.

I have enough worries with leaving my sweet, dear wonderful boyfriend, such as I’ve never found in my life. It’s tearing me up to leave him. We are going to try the long distance thing, but I know it is going to be hard on us. I’ve cried practically every day.

Anyway, I thought I’d be terribly happy, and I AM in the sense of the opportunity. However, I’m very torn at having to leave the love of my life, my friends and the familiarity so very soon. But I never got anywhere by waiting around and holding myself back. I have to go forward with positive confidence and trust that everything will work itself out. I know it will, as long as I give it all of the positive oomph I can possibly muster.

I turned in my resignation at work today, and my last day is a week from today. So, it’s done. I’ve signed my offer letter, and I cannot turn back now. I must be brave, a country girl heading for the big city, like right out of some crazy, cheesy romance novel.