Just over a week to go!

The past two days have been filled with sorting, folding, packing, and loading. And I've come to the sad realization, but I don't have as much space in my car as I thought I did. So, now I have to find something or somewhere to cut back, I don't want to shop to Florida with absolutely nothing, but at the same time it all has to fit in my car.

So I have loaded all of my lotions and soaps and most of my bathroom stuff. Now I'm just working on packing clothes in laundry bags that I can shove into my trunk.

 I have so much stuff to do and I only have a week and three days left! 

I promised to tell you a little bit about how I had made my decision to move to Florida. It was a really rough decision because I was leaving family friends and a job that I love for something that's uncertain. But due to my health conditions I really needed the sun in Florida. Also most of my work experience is in aquatics. Living somewhere where aquatics is only something that happens part of the year, makes finding steady work really difficult. 

Florida is warm enough here around that they have plenty of opportunities to work in aquatics. 

So I actually created a pros and cons list. Some of the pros were, warm water diving, sunshine, swimming year round, year round work. A few of the cons included hurricanes, it being really hot during the summer, it was far away from my family, and a nanny job that I had grown to love. 

Talk to my dad about this because I really wanted his opinion. He told me that: there was no time like right now to do this, because I was young, single, I didn't have kids, so I really didn't have a reason to stay. I wasn't getting enough work. I needed to go. He also said "you can't let a person hold you back from doing what is right for you." (Regarding me not wanting to be so far from my grandpa whom I am very close with) 

My mom agreed with my dad, my grandpa agreed and so did my sister, I had everyone's support. 

So I told myself I had a week, just one week to make up my mind. After about four days I woke up and looked out my window and it was foggy and rainy and gross. I had this overwhelming flood of sadness and homesickness for Florida. I wanted the sunshine. I wanted blue skies. That emotion made my mind up for me. I was moving to Florida! 

Then I decided I wanted to be in Florida by the end of March, so I had one month to pull it all together. Oh boy. 

Hugs from Washington!