And that makes 8.
Technically, I have 4 days before I leave New Orleans, with enough time to see a few more sites/sights, have some drinks and even host a BBQ, assuming the rain doesn’t come down in buckets.
But my boxes are packed, the lone piece of art I keep on the wall is down, most of my life is settled and ready to be transported nearly 2,000 miles. I feel like I’m on the verge of my own personal spring. New life.
I’ve made it through 8 years of this project, which in retrospect is putain de fou! Excuse my French.
There are 2 years left, and the last year is in New York City, which is just this side of mind blowing. Obviously, there are less convoluted ways of relocating to the Big Apple, but I’m not sure there are more ludicrous ways of doing it. If you think of one, let me know. I won’t do it.
I always say I try not to look too far ahead, that I don’t want to focus on the next year while I’m still living in this one. And that’s always a pipe dream. Daydreaming about New York has kept me going all these years.
I’m excited for Boston, though. I have every reason to believe that I will love the city and I’m anticipating the chance to explore its multifaceted landscape. I’m looking forward to Boston. And I’m looking forward to New York.
But, I’m still here for a few more days. I’ll post my final “Report Card” for New Orleans in two or three days, and in the meantime I’ve got a few items to mark off my checklist.
Another year in the bag. Almost hard to believe.