When I decided I was going to move to Oregon, a 2400 mile/36hour adventure, the first thing that came to mind was "What is my family going to say?" I knew they would be supportive, and they were, but I was so worried that it would break their hearts. Somehow, they knew that it wasn't them I was leaving, I was just...leaving. Close to 4 months of planning and saving later, not knowing I actually had a place to live until hardly 2 weeks before the big move, and nights of crying myself to sleep wondering if I was making the biggest mistake of my life, my car was loaded up and I was ready to go.
Lemme tell ya, the loading was oh so fun... 4 space saver bags, 7 boxes, 6 bags, and a laundry basket later, there was honestly barely room for us to sit in the front seats. But, I had the best traveling partner I could ever as for. Corrine, without a second thought about coming with me, climbed in and said "Let's go!".... And so, we went...
(I'll have to finish this later.. work time!)
Lemme tell ya, the loading was oh so fun... 4 space saver bags, 7 boxes, 6 bags, and a laundry basket later, there was honestly barely room for us to sit in the front seats. But, I had the best traveling partner I could ever as for. Corrine, without a second thought about coming with me, climbed in and said "Let's go!".... And so, we went...
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