Weird weird weird

I've been packing all night, in between helping my roommates interview potential new roommates. I'm in denial. As happy as I am to be starting my new life with the man I love, there's a thick layer of sadness underneath it all. I'm sad to be leaving the place I've called home for 30 years. I love my life here! I've got the best friends a girl could ask for, a loving family, awesome roommates, and a fantastic job in the most amazing city... but I know it's the right thing for me to move.

I start my new job Monday and will be back at the end of the month to pack up the rest of my things. I'll just think of it as a long visit until then...