I have put in my notice and am planning to move next month. I’m not sure if I’ll have a job or not (got a rejection notice from the one I wanted today), but I’m definately going. I am happy to be moving back among family and friends (I may still have some), but I’m also leaving a lot behind. I love my current job and the people in my life here in Knoxville. I love that I’m finally back in school making straight A’s. It’s a lot to give up!
Sometimes I wish I had never left Chattanooga. It was a frying-pan-into-the-fire kind of move. I’m much, much worse off then I was when I left, but I think I’m a better person. Nicer, but not just that. I’m stronger and more in control of my life, less willing to let it slip through my fingers. I feel that I will be better off in five years than I would be if I had stayed. There’s a lot to love about Knoxville, but right now I need a break. I wish I had a Magic 8 Ball that could really tell me what to do.
