last day

Finally, the big moving day is here.

The past few days have been great, full of fun times and sad. Its definitely bittersweet. My two favorite gals from work brought in a cake on Tuesday, my last day at work in Cleveland. We say around and talked and laughed after our shift.

Then, upon my announcement that it was time to go, the tears began to flow. I'm so glad they were all there. I'm gonna miss them all a lot.
I got a sweet note from a woman who has always been on the quiet and reserved side at work. I have messed with her hard core for years now. She acts like she hates it, but I know she loves it. Secretly. So she gave me a note and I asked if I should save it. She nodded yes, turned around, and took off with obvious tears in her eyes. That hit me so hard.

I guess I've really had a big impact, in so many ways, on these people I've known for 3 short years. Some good, some bad. But mostly fun times were had by us here in Cleveland.

I said my goodbyes. I hope at least a couple people come visit me. I will definitely be back, at least to visit.

I had my last few drinks last night sitting on a patio on the corner of 117th and Clifton last night. I remembered what my manager had said the other night.. "this is really starting to get to you, I can tell, you're looking around at everything with wide eyes and just absorbing it all, making sure you remember." And I am. I don't want to forget anything that's happened here. My memory is already so bad. I can't ever forget this place, and I don't want to.

Yesterday went smoothly, once I had a few people to help me pack the truck. Today, all I have left are a few boxes and the big furniture. I pray everything goes fine. That my sisters and niece make it here alright. That I have enough help for today. That by this time tomorrow, I'll be loading my belongings in to the new apartment in Savannah, Georgia.

I haven't seen or heard from A. Not sure that I want to. I left his last couple belongings in the closet with a note. I don't know if I repeated some of the same things that I told him 3 weeks ago when we broke up. I can't stop noticing the car he drives, all over Lakewood. I never saw his kind of car before, and now it seems as though every car is his car. I don't know what that means. Maybe I just miss him and wish I could see him one last time. That might put me back to square one though, so forget it.

I'm really happy for where I'm headed in life. I'm excited. Things will be ok. I'll never forget cleveland, my friends here, or the life I've lived in the past 3 years. I can only look ahead though, and realize how much the future has to offer me.

This should be very interesting.