Moving Day

I am currently sitting at my kitchen table, a little sweaty from putting all of my stuff in Rambo (my jeep, remember? I'm going to stop reminding y'all soon.... also, why is there always so much stuff?!), preparing to leave. As I was systematically shoving stuff into Rambo, I realized my mind had wandered, as it typically does. This time it was reflecting over this past year, from May 2014 - May 2015. Around this time last year I had just graduated from Taylor and moved out of my apartment there with the help of my parents and the company of Joey, my cat. We made the trek all the way back to Illinois but instead of moving home, I moved into a condo in Wauconda, just north of home. It was beautiful and I loved it there. It was comfortable; I had my cat, a huge comfortable bed, was close to home but not too close, and was looking for jobs. Then as the summer went on I was spending more and more time at Timber-lee, and thinking about doing an internship there for the year. It was a long and hard process but I just had a feeling that I needed to do it. So I did. And in the beginning of August I moved out of my apartment in Wauconda, rehomed my cat, which if you know anything about me, you'll know was not an easy task, and moved up to Wisconsin. I was only an hour, forty-five from home, but it was a leap of faith. And what a great year it was. Less than a week ago, I moved out of what became my home in Wisconsin and "moved back in" to my home in Hoffman, where I've lived since I was two. This morning I, once again, moved out of my home and into my jeep. This time I'm not moving an hour or two away. This time I don't even have a house to move into when I arrive to NC (don't worry I do have a hotel waiting for me). But regardless, I'm still leaving. Point is: I've left a lot of things and places this year. But each place I went to was arguably better than what I left. I'm thankful for that, here's to hoping the trend continues.

Earlier this morning I was sitting on my bed, and as I started to process what the day held my mind kept returning to Dr. Seuss:

I literally have mountains waiting for me! But not today. Today, I head to Dayton, OH to see David and Kendra. And then I will leave from there to go get my mountain.