Moving On
I wrote my last post 6 months ago. I left off with the determination to make changes in my life so that I could rediscover myself and create my own happiness. Well folks, I've done it. It was maybe a week or two after that post that I was scheduled to do a phone interview for a position in Tampa. I had an offer the next day. And while literally NOTHING was in order for me to move 1,000 miles away in 5 weeks time, and much to my family's dismay, I told them yes. I'm a very firm believer in fate and don't believe in coincidences. I am also very intuitive. Sure, on the surface, I had made a rash decision in a moment of desperation for a life change. But I also felt like if it wasn't meant to be, none of it would have lined up as it did. I went into this job with the personal mindset of giving it 6 months. If, in that time, I felt like I'd made a huge mistake and wanted to go back to Indiana, then I would. Conversely, if I finally started to see a happiness