I'd meant to post something sappy and sentimental. A tribute to the holiday traditions that I've participated in. A love note to the friends and family who have made my final month memorable. Then I looked at the calender.
We leave in two weeks.
Oh crap.
Two weeks.
We don't have a place to live. I haven't received confirmation that my job is lined up. We're nowhere close to packed. We don't have nearly enough in savings.
Crap, crap, crap.
I'm sure things will work themselves out, I really believe that. Leonard is going up tomorrow, and he's going to find us a place to live while he's there. I'll be shocked if my transfer request doesn't go through. Packing won't take two full weeks.
But seriously, where did the time go?
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