time time ticking

in exactly 1 month, i will have my last day at dis. wow. words can't really explain the feeling at all. one minute i am sad because it has become such a big part of my life, and then the next minute it feels like my last day will never come. i guess that's what happens when you love your colleagues, but are burnt out on your job. needless to say, the past week or so has felt like a rollercoaster of emotions, and i feel like my body is taking the toll. there is just so much that needs to be done to wrap things up and move across the ocean and it is so overwhelming. i worry about everything, if i will be happy in atlanta, if morten will be happy in atlanta, how can we afford to do this, will it hurt our relationship, why would he give up everything to come with me to a place he knows so little about, how are we going to get our stuff over, when are we going to pack, what if it all doesn't fit in our bags, how will we afford furniture and rent when we both won't have jobs, will our financial situation damage our relationship?

so many thoughts, stresses, questions, and worries. i think i spend most of my time worried about this change and less time doing something about it. the schizophrenic nature of the weather here in copenhagen really isn't helping either. one week it is warm, sunny, summer weather, and the next week i am digging through my remaining clothing looking for anything i might have left behind that resembles fall wear.

anyway, i guess all i can do is focus on the positive, try to stay healthy, and focus on the summer fun that is ahead. music festival from wednesday afternoon until sunday night. family trip to the fjords in norway in 2 weeks. there is a lot to look forward to, and a lot to prepare for..