Here's To You

At the prompting of D I decided it was time to update my blog. I'm not sure that I will write anything that is news to anyone since there's only 3 people that read this (and they already know the news), but I will anyways.

So we all know that I am planning on moving to Portland in September so with this in mind I have been leisurely parusing the online job ads in the Oregonian to get a feel for what's out there. About 2 1/2 or 3 weeks ago I found an ad for an "Child and Adolescent Treatment Specialist". I thought this sounded pretty appealing so I checked out the company's website. Turns out it is pretty much exactly what I want. It encompasses where I wanted to direct my career path (counseling adolescents with behavioral issues, history of abuse, PTSD, etc) and it also is in direct relation to my degrees. So I typed out a cover letter and revamped my resume, filled out an application printed from their site, and faxed it all in. They called me a week later and asked if I could come up for an interview. So this past Friday I went up for an interview. THE interview. After 2 1/2 hours the offered me the position on the spot. Well of course I accepted it. The catch is that I have to start training ASAFP. My last day at my current job is this Thursday at which point I will drive out of the parking lot and be on my way to residing in Portland. YEP. You heard me. Instead of having time to organize and plan and pack and not stress my move date has been moved up 3 months. I have 4 days to get everything in order and move. I'm pretty much freaking out.

IN THE MEAN TIME...

Last night was my going away party/photo shoot. I wanted to have at least one or two photos of The Group to adorn my walls in my new home. Let me just say that the range of photos taken are from J in a lawn chair with a beer, to all of the boys lined up in a "prom" style photo, to individual pictures of everyone on "Shanta's" lap, to T being hosed down with bowls of water thrown on him, to me wrapped in -- well, I'll leave that one a surprise... I can't wait to see the photos and I can't wait to put them up.

The night was fun, to say the least. It's one of the hardest things for me to do -- leaving my friends. They are my support system and my energy. **SIDEBAR -- the movie Beaches is on right now...is THAT vital?** Okay back to my point. I don't have the words to explain everything going on in my head right now. It hasn't even hit me yet that in 4 days I won't live here anymore. I won't have my friends 15 minutes away. No more Howie's on Fridays. No more Porch Monkey's. No more YOUR TEAM. It's sad to go, but it's time. So with tearful goodbye's I pack my things and load my car; take one last look and smile and wave; I get in my car and with Terri Clark's "No Fear" pouring through my speakers I say to you all that I love you, and now I'm on my way.