I once wrote an abcedarian poem with this title. It is a poem in which each line starts with the next letter of the alphabet, starting with A, onwards, hence...ABCedarian. I have no idea why that just came to mind, except that presently it is 5:23am and I have not gotten so much as a wink of sleep in the last few hours. My allergies are bothering me, my condo is full of boxes. My closets are almost empty and I have three silly bands on my wrist.
It was my big 3-0 birthday yesterday. It wasn't the celebratory event I had always dreamed and hoped for. I guess there was a reason that, after my 29th birthday, I couldn't for the life of me figure out what I wanted to do for the next one. So, I guess I didn't really have any expectations. My biggest birthday present, and best, is that I get to start my dream job in a week!
I am so profoundly excited about this that, even though each step of the way has been fraught (I love that word) with obstacles and general pain-in-the-assery (and I just made that one up), each time I think about getting to go to work next week Monday, I am nigh to ecstatic.
One obstacle, other than packing, remains: my drivers license expires and I would have to take a driving test to get a new license in my old state. Why is this an issue? Because I have 5 more days in this state and 4 more days of valid license and on day 5, need to rent a car to drive to my new state. I doubt I will be allowed, so I need to figure out if I can schedule a driving test and get my license renewed, or if I can somehow finagle my way to a rental car without wasting the time and money. I imagine this will take some amount of magic to accomplish. Normally driving tests are scheduled a month in advance. I need to start thinking of Plan B and C. I may actually have plans A through H on this one.
I suppose getting out of bed now and taking some Benadryl and starting to pack until I fall asleep wouldn't be such a bad idea. I'm glad I started packing some things before I went to NYC. It wasn't much, but it was the stuff in the kitchen, like glassware, that was kind of a pain.
Other than the whole car rental thing, probably what is keeping me awake is every single task I need to remember to do before leaving. And just the general logistics of the entire move. Fortunately I have 17 days to figure out how to get stuff from my temp housing to my apartment as I won't have a car. And things like dropping my car off and getting to temp housing is just going to have to worry about itself, to be perfectly honest. Which reminds me, I should actually call MARTA to see how to get from here to there and most importantly, to work. Ah...flying by the seat of my pants, as always.
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