Last weekend I went back to LA to pack my things from my apartment to get ready to move it into storage. I know that I “moved” to Binghamton, NY back at the end of January but it didn’t feel real until now. Now I actually have to go through the process of packing my stuff and bringing the kitties over (one at a time), the latter of which makes me happy and anxious at the same time. Happy for obvious reasons but anxious because I’m so afraid they’re going to run off when I have to carry them in my arms when I go through airport security.
Although my cats have gotten a bit on the chunky side since my roommate has been taking care of them (God bless him for doing that for me) so it will probably be more like this:
I was just nervous about the whole weekend and the upcoming one because I’m just hoping things will go smoothly. I needed to pack the majority of my things by this past weekend so that things will be pretty much ready to be moved by the moving company this upcoming weekend. The packing went surprisingly well. In fact, although I expected this to be an errand trip, I still managed to hang out with some of the girls from my old crossfit box (I miss them 😦 ), still managed to have amazing food, get my wax on (good-bye, caterpillar eyebrows!), get a massage, and go out to dinner with my cousin and roommate for my cousin’s birthday. And because I love food, I just have to share some pictures.
Dinner with my roommie on Friday night at Bru Grill & Market:
Breakfast with my roommie on Saturday morning at my favorite breakfast joint in Lake Forest, Break of Dawn (no, not Breaking Dawn as in the Twilight series):
And saving the best for the last (also because it really was the last – hah!), dinner with my cousin and roommie on Saturday night at Cucina Enoteca at the Irvine Spectrum:
I love food so much! It just makes me so happy!
So then Sunday comes along and I am just so nervous. I went through the plan in my head as soon as I woke up then executed. Breakfast. Check. Give the kitty who’s traveling with me some drugs. Check. Put the harness on the kitty. Check. Put on my catlady outfit number 1. Check.
Put cat in carrier. Che–Dammit, Cooper! That is NOT how you’re coming with me!
Once I put him in the carrier, it was show time. I was so incredibly nervous. At one point, I looked at my hands and they were shaking. Then I realized I was being overdramatic and tried to calm myself down. After all, Cesar Millan says the pet owner must be calm and assertive because the animal can sense that.
It actually went ok. He didn’t try to run off when I had to carry him through security and he only meowed once when we landed in our connecting flight. He was such a good boy. I was a proud cat momma.
Now I’ve got one more errand weekend to go and one more cat to bring…then I get to worry about other things. Yay! Lol
On a serious note, with my cats being here it’s all becoming real now, the whole idea that I’ve made a choice to stay here on the east coast. And with this reality check comes the anxiety and stress due to my uncertainty and instability. I am not one to go with the flow. As my friend told me last night when I called her freaking out, I’m pretty linear. I really, really don’t like instability. I don’t like not knowing what the end of the year is going to be like. I’m ok with plans changing, as long as I can re-plan things. Luckily, once I talked to my friend and I got a better understanding of why I’m feeling the way I do, my normal mode of thinking kicked in and I do what I always do when I’m stressed out. I made a plan.
I anticipate many more decision sheets will be filled out in the upcoming weeks. 😛 I just need to breathe, take it one step at a time, and remember that everything’s going to be alright.