Jun 15, 2009

forward, pressing forward...

Whew. It has been a long week. And this is a long post. Trying to get everything all packed up was a less than joyous occasion. By the time Wednesday rolled around, I realized how much still was not in a box. How does it do that? The day went by too fast, and before I knew it the movers were there ready to start moving things, and I just wasn't quite ready. I was frantic. I kept laying things down and forgetting where they were. I ran out of tape. I was running out of boxes. And I hadn't eaten anything all day. I was ready to burst into tears at any given moment.

More than ever did I realize how wonderful and amazing our friends and neighbors really are. Dear dear friends who bring me food and make me sit down and eat it, plastic wrap my Christmas tree, make lids for boxes that have none, and just tell me over and over again that everything will be fine.

We were moving everything over to Taylor's adviser's garage, and I was so stressed about it not fitting. When we showed up with a nearly full 16' truck, he seemed a little stressed as well. At that point, I had lost my mind, I had just recovered from a crying fit, my hair was a mess, and I was covered in hamburger drippings...so I really didn't care. Once again the amazing friends played a little tetris and got everything to fit beautifully. Success. Except for having to leave all of our food storage behind because, according to the man, "even though cans would probably be fine, they're hardly worth shipping across the country"

I cannot even begin to describe how wonderful it was to have so much help. I just couldn't have done it on my own, especially after a month of packing by myself. They just took care of everything and got my apartment all cleaned. I was such an emotional mess. And it was our 3rd anniversary, but I did it all because I love Taylor more than enough to follow him all over the country to pursue his dreams.

Everything has just worked out beautifully, and now I'm here in Utah unwinding. I will go to Boston next week to find a place to live, and I have no doubt that things will continue to work out as well as they have. I already miss SB so much. I get sad when I think too much about it. It was two of the very best years I've ever had.


  1. We miss *YOU* already! And I am so glad you had such great friends here to help you move - They are much better friends than me!! A thousand apologies that I didn't make it over there. I was so overwhelmed last week I completely let is slip. Tell you what...If we move to Boston, for sure the first thing I'm going to do is make you dinner! Then clean your house, then unpack any boxes that might be left. THEN we'll sit down and watch The Bachelorette together. Wow, already I'm a better Boston friend than I am Santa Barbara friend.

  2. What a cute post! I can't imagine how hard it is to take off like that, but I have to admit, I'm slightly jealous. It's so cool that you get to travel around and have all these cool experiences! Thank goodness you have a blog to document it all, because it's super fun to read about :) Good luck in Boston. You go girl!

  3. I miss you Jodi and I think it's dumbo that you made me fall in love with you then you up and move to Boston. We are going to be lifelong friends and in 15 years we'll all get together and I'll make my kids play with your kids while we go party somewhere. Good luck finding a place in Boston. We are thinking of you.