….makes me want to scream! My husband is just finishing up his senior sem. and that means that the possibility of us moving sometime in the near future is very likely! He was a philosophy major for many years and then he switched his focus to psychology and basically had to start all over again. He’s worked really hard and is still trying to decide an area of expertise, however he’s very interested in working with those that suffer from schizophrenia. A brave and admirable task, if you ask me. He’s going to be great at it….cause he just cares! When you see people who genuinely care about their profession, you know those are the ones who will succeed.
Anyways, back to what I was talking about. The task of moving F-R-E-A-K-S me out. I have only left my hometown once and that didn’t work out so well. And seriously, how do you find moving services that will actually take care of your things?? I’ve heard some horror stories and one in particular where a friend hired San Francisco movers and they nearly anhialated everything she owned. The thought of our things not making it in the move scares me…but then again…they are just things!
I’m terrified to learn my way around a new town and what if nobody likes me? What if I don’t make new friends? What if I miss my mom? What if I can’t find the grocery store and worse yet, what if I do find it and it’s in some really scary place with strange people walking around?
What if…what if…what if…I could really go on for days.
My husband has many different grad programs that he could be accepted into, however, the worst would be Fresno. Can you imagine what Fresno moving companies would do to my things? No offense Fresno, but if there’s one place I don’t want to live…it’s there.
Perhaps for now I should just cross my fingers and hold my breath like Tink does….everything will fall into place, right?