It’s important to be aware of your own limitations.

after all, everyone has them
I’m not the most focused person under optimal conditions; add in a little stress and my brain is like an ADD golden retriever in a room full of tennis balls. If I don’t pay attention to everything, all at once, all the time, then something will definitely be forgotten.
Enter…

My To Do list, my ‘put it all down so it doesn’t jumble up my brain’ board, prioritized in order of ever-changing importance. Because I’m leaving for Texas in a week and a half, and if it’s not on the board, it’s just not getting done.
note to self: buy hair conditioner. print back-up directions. chill. out.
Yes, I’m going to Texas. The plan is to spend a few weeks job-hunting/sun-soaking, with the ultimate goal of getting myself hired and finally finishing the move that I started well over a year ago.

So I’m planning and organizing. Packing clothes, packing books, packing packing packing, and I swear on all that is good that I never want to move again, because I think I’ve been packing for the better part of six months. I’ve got my car tuned up and my route laid out. My iPod is loaded with audio books, and I will no doubt be photographically documenting every single “Welcome To” sign between here and Austin.
And then at some point, after I walk through some God-opened door and I actually get myself hired, I will have a massive meltdown because, “Holy wow, it’s actually happening and I’m really moving 2000 miles away and somebody hold me, please.”
Not once have I ever, for a single, solitary moment, doubted that this move is the right thing to do, but somehow now, when I am so very close to being there, it’s finally becoming real. And awesome. And more than a little intimidating.
So I turn back to my board, and hope for the next ten days to keep my brain from falling out of my head. Maybe I should write a sticky note for that…



