there are points in our lives that are defining. after considerable time spent debating, discussing and considering our options: we have to make a life altering decision. one that will no doubt change the course of our lives. about a month ago, i made one of those decisions. i took a job in kentucky.
yes, kentucky.
now don't get me wrong, i don't really think there is anything bad about living in ken for the better part of my formative years, i've lived in southeastern ohio. i've jokingly loo down on kentucky as the hillbilly, inbred, banjo-plucking farm boys on the other side of the river. some of the guys i went to st.x with were from northern kentucky, and we were all fond of giving them shit about how it is not cool to date their own siblings. but i plus, i'm moving to louisville. which, by all accounts, is a pretty cool place to live. word on the street is that it's an up and coming city in the midwest (taken with obvious grain of salt). i mean at the very least, it has to be better than dayton. despite all of things knew i would be leaving behind (notably, competitive football...grrr), i knew this was the right decision. i have no doubt about that.
oh yeah, and the job seems like a no brainer. this company seems to be offering me a career; my last seemed more like a job. i'm definitely looking forward to the challenge. it would be stupid of me not to take it.
the suprise joy has been my interoccupational vacation, and my time off has been predictably spent procrastinating. while i don't quite have my shit together for the move, i've still been happy about the decision.
but on queue, just one week before my first day of work for post-college company #2... i've gotten the jitters. straight out of left field. something had to just come up and make me question my decision about leaving. is this the right choice? what am i doing? can i really leave this behind? bah.
does everyone feel like this happens to them?
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