One last, final last, Minnesota Blog

Well, it's 1:42 am, according to my clock, and I'm about ready to hit the sack for a good hour of sleep. I just wanted to get in one last Minnesota blog, as the next one will be from either the middle of nowhere, or more probably California.

Today was one very hectic, busy, and rather sad day for JenY. I did some packing this morning, and then went to lunch with the sistahs at Big Ten. I had to get one last gooey cheese bread in me before heading to the land of the health food...

After lunch, I made MS come and help me move around some furniture. She has adopted my plants, so I'm glad they found a good home. Then it was off to coffee/dessert with not-so-Vile Ryan, which I thoroughly enjoyed. His hair is definitely longer than mine. Oh well. For the first time, I found myself able to enjoy his company as a friend, and it wasn't hard. It was fun. I've recovered from my broken heart. Life is too short to do otherwise.

Then I rushed home for one final goodbye party. The "clean out the liquor cabinet" party did not really work so well. I did my best, and downed quite a bit of rum, but alas, the Captain got the better of me. We'll meet again, Captain Morgan, and someday, I'll be the victor. I got to say my goodbyes to Natpot and Katie, and Rednic and Miss School Teacher. Goodbyes have never been easy for JenY- so I consider a plus that I'm not an emotional wreck right now. It's hard to say goodbye to someone you've known your entire life, and to say goodbye to friends who know you better than you know yourself. My girls have always been close to me...and it's easier moving away knowing that the relationships I have are stronger than the miles between us.

So now it's late at night, I'm feeling nostalgic and a little maudlin, and I still have to count boxes and furniture. The movers are coming next week sometime- and DadY is supervising, so I'm in good hands. My car is full. I just hope there is room for MomY tomorrow. It's going to be a tight fit.

It's a big step for me. I've never spent more than a month outside of Minnesota, and I'm a little nervous. My nerves are balanced by my excitement, and at the moment, my goosebumps. I really should put on a sweatshirt. As I am generally not one for making big, life changing choices, this is major. I'm scared, I'm excited, and perhaps still a little buzzed, but I've managed to avoid a breakdown. So I'm the victor in this battle- whether or not I'll win the war remains to be seen. But I'm the eternal optimist, and I've got enough confidence to always bet on myself. Things are looking good for the long run, and JenY is about to get bigger and better.

I'll leave with a few of my favorite memories from my 23+ years in Minnesota

-My tenth grade locker block, which I credit with cementing my friendship with Rednic.
-Sitting on the basketball bench with Miss School Teacher

-TPC

- My sad and pathetic chase after Aaron Peirsol
-The day our high school swimming pool was a lovely shade of green, and had foam on it
- Roadtripping to Michigan with Bethmania and Super Sarah into enemy territory..watching my beloved Golden Gophers lose. I still maintain that Ann Arbor is a whore.
- Learning to knit
- Hanging out in the darkroom with KenBecky during our yearbook "class"
-Baby Smellen, perhaps the cutest thing ever!
-Valley Fair scavenger hunt with Natpot

And finally, Sunday nights with my maids and DH and Grey's Anatomy. Super fun...especially when followed by Monday nights spent discussing DH and GA at knitting.

This is JenY, signing off from Minneapolis. Ich liebe Dich, and Auf Wiedersehen.