I now have a week in the books out here
in the Az. This is my second time moving out to Arizona although
under very different circumstances. The first time I moved out here
I brought my ex with me and had time to plan everything out.
This go round kind of popped up out of
the blue and happened pretty fast. Basically got a job offer on a
Friday, flew out over the weekend had an interview on a Monday and
started one week later. I had one week to get stuff lined up with a
total lack of funds planned for the relocation.
I figured moving out here wouldn't be
that big of a change seeing how I already did it once. Damn was I
wrong; it feels very different this time. The adjust hasn't quit
happened as fast I predicted it would. This being my second time
moving out is almost surreal. It feels odd out here, I'm kinda
getting adjusted but it doesn't seam real.
I'm not a big fan of Arizona but the
opportunity was too good to pass up. It doesn't seam real; more like
a vacation. I wasn't expecting this so I didn't really have any
expectations. This may seam a bit rambling but it is how I feel at
the moment. I'm embracing the change and hoping for the best. The
adjustment is hard, I'm California born and bread and Arizona just
isn't the same. The first time I moved out here things didn't go
according to plan so this time I don't have a plan, just winging it
every step of the way.
One of the things I'm looking forward
to is the chance to meet new people and make new friends. Moving out
here starting over is very refreshing. I enjoy and embrace change,
it fuels the fire inside me, I hate routines. Maybe I can meet some
cool chicks and make the best of my opportunity out here in the good