Yesterday, and today have gone by as quickly, and as slowly as they could.
It is strange.
All calls to power companies, water, phone etc have been made.
And I am getting excited for Chapter 5 to begin.
There is the realist, the cup half empty, the worrier in the recesses of my brain that keeps flashing a dull yellow light. Caution, SLOW. And then the voice says....
recess: "I hope this was the right decision."
AWTM: "greeaat, nice you come up with this- NOW?"
recess: "nah, I have been thinking it for some time."
AWTM: "Well it is too late now goofball."
recess: "not to late to put you in a last minute panic."
AWTM: "You are the queen of that, the expert, the doubting Thomas."
recess: "hey, it is what I do. I am "the I told you so"
AWTM: "life is what you make it, right?"
recess: "it is, so why are you leaving."
AWTM: "things here were not following our 5-10 year plan, we have choices you know."
recess: "choices, yes. Let us just hope this wasn't like spinning some roulette wheel."
AWTM: "stuff a sock in it."
recess: "so what do you want?"
AWTM: "I want what everyone else wants."
recess: "fortune? fame? Do you think you are heading to OZ.?"
AWTM: "You kill me. Seriously. No I want good health, happiness, I want my family to be able to be together, I miss my friends and family. They mean a great deal to me."
recess: "You know, when you pull into the state, things will not light up to technicolor. You now that don't you?"
AWTM: "Do you think I am overly optimistic, because if you do....you really do not know me. BTW, this is ridiculous."
AWTM: "Yeah you....now please stuff a sock in it, and lets get some work done, clock is ticking."
recess: "I know I can see it on the wall."
AWTM: "Enough already. it will get packed...LAST."
recess: "ridiculous indeed."