Well, not really leaving. And not at midnight. And not on a train. And not to Georgia.
GOING. To a new job. A major step in my career trajectory.
IN JUNE. Or as soon as I can manage it in advance of a July 15 start date.
IN MY CAR. Just me. And my iMac. I'll trust everything else to movers.
TO SEATTLE. Be nice to me, people. I'm leaving folks I love behind.
...God, I hope this decision wasn't the result of a midlife crisis. That would suck, especially since it would have just been easier to take up skydiving or get a sports car or a 28-year old boyfriend or something.