9.12.13

[11] The Booze Chronicles

I have been in the process of moving for a few days now- running around like a chicken like my head cut off, scheduling tons of appointments, making even more phone calls... But today is the day it really "clicked".

Due to food allergies, I am bringing my own (mini) fridge to store my allergen-free things, as well as my own toaster oven to avoid cross-contamination. I am also packing up my coffee pot and rice cooker... because rice is cheap and I'm a caffeine addict.

Well, this mini fridge is a legend in my household. It is our "booze fridge"- it's where our many many MANY bottles of alcohol have lived over the last 2 years ((ohmygod it's been 2 years)). Well, this staple appliance has to be emptied out and cleaned so I can transport it to my new place.

For some reason, while I was looking inside the fridge after I emptied it, everything clicked.

I am leaving home.

I am abandoning my husband, best friend/roomie, friends, family...

All for this dream job.

It makes me chuckle that what made it "click" for me was seeing my booze fridge emptied and draining in my bathtub.

God, I hope its gonna be worth it.

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