It's a little more than three weeks now until I move. It's getting close!
I've been trying to cram as much into my last month as I can. I had a fun halloween this year! I participated in my first Zombie March in San Antonio! Hundreds of the undead marched from Hemisfair Park to the Alamo on Saturday night. My favorite was the gay zombie right in front of us that was skipping along singing "Brains! Brains! Brains!"
I'm starting to get a little more anxious about leaving. I've already gone through the full range of emotions about this new job. Nervous, excited, anxious, and particularly impatient. Over all the good is outweighing the bad. I'm starting to realize that it is going to be hard leaving behind all of my friends, family, home, school - basically I'm starting a new life.
I've been trying to spend as much time as I can with my brother before I leave. He's finishing up school also and the next 6-8 months are completely unpredictable for him, so I'm not sure if he will be able to come visit me. My parents are avid travellers and are already planning on coming down there to visit me, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed about that.
It's pretty funny though... I've been spending the last year or two in San Marcos working really hard and busting my ass to get ahead in life. I'm been charging through school, experimenting with small enterprise, and working hard to start a career in public relations. I've just now finally reached the point where I feel well connected to some big businesses in Austin and have some incredible work experience. I'm geared up and groomed for a job at any PR agency. I'm going to leave all that behind.
It's ironic how a person can invest so much time and energy struggling for success, and then be able to walk away from it.
I can't wait to start this new life. It's going to be challenging - but that's what I'm most excited about. I can't wait to prove to myself that I can do it. If I can do this, I can do anything.
