Sad

I'm having a bit of a wallow today.  It all started at lunch, when I walked out of my office into the gorgeous sunshine and bustling city - and realized that this is my last full day here.  Then a flood of things that I still wanted to do *one more time* hit me, and I realized that I wouldn't get to.  I'm having a hard time remembering why I wanted to move at all.  Something about family and money seemed more weighty than super friends and fantastic work situation.  Probably it still is, but I'm lacking the perspective...

Last weekend we had a going away potluck on Saturday night.  Again, the weather was phenomenal, and we enjoyed the back patio to the fullest.  I'm amazed that over 25 people showed up, and that we have over 25 honest to goodness friends here.  You know, not acquaintances.  Friends.  Not all of them are WPI related, but having that core group allowed us to meet people in a much less contrived way. Plus, generally friends of friends are people you're going to get along with.  Unlike the social abyss we're about to enter into where you either meet people who just don't jive, or you meet really awesome people who already have their own group and things and are too busy to make new friends.  That's really the worst ever.  When you meet people and are like "Hey!  Call me!  I'm cool, I swear!" and then you just seem desperate...

(And as for Boston itself)

I've been making a mental list of all the things that I'm going to miss terribly.
Some work things...
taking the T instead of driving
being in the heart of the city
in an awesomely small office that corporate hasn't touched
with fun people who i enjoy chatting with
or using them for their knowledge
going to lunch and mingling with the movers and shakers
or meandering around doing a little shopping at So Good, DSW, H&M, Barnes N Nobles, or Tellos ;)

Some city things...
taking the T instead of driving
the banjo man or other random musicians who serenade us
davis square
and the davis square theater
and j.p. licks, anna's, diesal, blue shirt, the burren, namaskar, diva, and joshua tree
all the other squares - harvard, teele, inman - and the fun things they have to offer
the young trendy people who make for great spectating
being in walking distance to pretty much everything
fanueil hall and the north end
and even the whole back bay area

Some family things...
being close to matt's mom
brynna's daycare
our neighbors
the awesome parks
sunday mornings at the children's museum
or on the greenway

And finally some New England things...
snowboarding
and fall
pumpkins and apples and leaves
hiking (or pretending to)
fresh fruit stands/farms that make the whole trip seem like an adventure
being near our friends

That's about it for now.  I feel I've sufficiently purged enough to move on with my evening, which consists of selling one last thing on Craigslist and then packing up our car.  The movers come bright and early tomorrow.  I have one last morning of work, then come home, pick up Brynna and say our goodbyes to Christina and Mery.  Drive out to Agawam.  Get the oil changed and the tired rotated so that Matt and Ryan can begin the drive Friday afternoon.  Hang around Matt's mom's for the next 2 days until Brynna and I fly to Florida on Sunday... where we'll rent a car, swing by the apartment and get the keys, and then head up to Amy's.   Monday I have an OB appointment with my new doctor, then Tuesday I'm watching Grace and Amelia while Amy has her own OB appointment.  And then, hopefully, our stuff arrives on Wednesday...

Crazy.  Crazy crazy crazy.  I'm still sad though.

ADDENDUM
Probably shouldn't have waited until the night before to pack our bags.  We're both depressed and tired and lacking any motivation.  On the up side, the movers think our stuff will arrive on Tuesday, so even if we fail to pack before THEY pack, we can get through till Tuesday no problem.  That's what stores are for.  I REALLY should be going through and collecting our valuables though.  That shouldn't actually wait until the movers arrive...