I wonder when this move will really hit me. I thought it would be after the interview. I thought it would be after I got the job offer. Or maybe after I announced it on the blog. Or even after I bought the plane ticket.
But I feel like it still hasn't fully hit me. Maybe I'm just so excited about the future that I haven't really thought about what I'm leaving behind.
Maybe it'll hit me after I get there and the first Thursday rolls around with no dodgeball.
Or after my first foreign drunkfest with nothing to eat but kippers or whatever and not a carne asada burro in sight.
Or maybe when I realize I haven't had a knit night in a while and I wonder what happened at last week's episode of House.
Will I eventually use "I'm pissed" to mean I drank too much rather than I'm about to kick someone's ass? (arse?)
Will it be weird to see the sun set over hills and buildings instead of a fiery glow behind the ocean?
I wonder if I'll cry at the airport.