Trading Palm Trees for Corn Fields

May 11, 2017

What I’ve done.

I’m not in Kansas anymore Todo! I’m faraway now. What I can say is that I have officially moved over the Florida State line. I have moved on. I have moved out. I have moved far. How long I’ll be gone, I’m not sure. I’m also not sure if I’ll place my roots here, elsewhere, or back home. While I am working on my next career move, I’m weighing out all of my options. I’m not about making any hasty decisions.

You read that correctly, and I might be slightly crazy for doing so. I’m currently stationed somewhere in Indiana and my, is it different from Florida. Different is good. I like different.

When I left Florida, I didn’t have a grand exit. I didn’t post too much about it, and aside from the very few who knew from the beginning I didn’t tell anyone that I was leaving. I haven’t told anyone where I’d be going or why, what I’d be doing or what I would or would not be giving up. I don’t like saying goodbye and I certainly don’t want to be pressured to give definite answers to questions that I’m not ready to deal with. What I will say, at this time, is that I’m finally doing something for me. Something a little scary. I’m not doing what I have to do or even what I should do. I’m doing whatever I want to do. I don’t do by goodbyes, so if anyone felt personally offended by my sudden absence just know that I’ll see you around sometime.

Who I am.

For those of you who don’t know me personally, I am the girl that pulls up to the drive-thru order box and replies “I’m good, how are you,” and proceeds to order my usual. I stayed in girl scouts for a grand total of ten years and I held my position as a sales associate at the same clothing store for seven years. As you can probably imagine change is hard for me even though I can easily adapt to new circumstances and even if I look completely and more than okay on the outside. Moving over the state line was such an exciting idea for me until the month prior when I started to realize how unprepared I was and how many more things around home I wanted to try but wouldn’t have the time for and all the events I would be missing. I can’t even express how high my levels of stress and anxiety had skyrocketed to. Even so now I feel a lot of pressure. Pressure to answer questions I’m not ready to be asked. Do I like where I am now, how long will I be gone, what am I doing, what do I think I’ll be doing in the future, is this a temporary thing or permanent, will I decide to go elsewhere…. I’m generally highly intuitive about certain subjects except for when it comes to myself. Honestly, at this time, the answer to all questions is I don’t know. I don’t have a manual or a crystal ball, I can’t predict the future and I don’t know how all of this works.


I save Turtles here too!

Getting Here.

Getting here was no easy task. My mother had to help me numerous times with packing the morning of departure. You see, my suitcases were entirely too heavy and together we had to tackle the process of eliminating what wasn’t an absolute necessity to bring. What can I say, I’m stubborn. I’m still a little upset that she insisted that I take out most of my jeans and jackets seeing as they were the heaviest, seeing as I was greeted by highs in the fifties and lows in the thirties and not to mention freezing rain. What can I say, she’s not always right. Haha

My technical difficulties did not end there. While in the airport parking lot I found a penny perfectly placed and of course it was heads up so I just had to pick it up for a symbol of good luck. BUT SOMEBODY put gum on the other side. What I have to say to that person is “You are a genius, but you’re also a little Bitch and I despise you. Feel despised.”

But wait, there’s more. So then, I went through security and I noticed that my purse hadn’t made it through yet. I stood there shoe-less wondering if I was going to make it to my gate in time. Finally, a lady told me that while scanning she couldn’t see through to the bottom of my bag, I wanted to say, “You’re not the only one,” but I bit my tongue. Then she proceeded to inform me that because my bag alarmed that I would need a “pat down.” Oh my…

By the time that had wrapped up I had only time to grab a snack, water and a coke and no time for Chili’s to-go. My plane had already been boarding by the time I got there. A part of me is glad that I didn’t have to wait forever but a bigger part of me is just glad I made it in time with all those distractions. Finally, we were heading towards the runway when we had to turn back around to let someone else on the plane. Sigh.

I decided to change things up this flight so instead of ordering my usual Vodka, cranberry and sprite, I got a bottle of Jack to go with my Coca-Cola. I had my old-school cd player and my Frozen themed word search activity book to keep me entertained and busy. I’m such an adult.

Adapting

So far I love being here. I love going for drives. I feel like an old lady for what I’m about to admit but oh well. When I was a little girl, I remember driving through orange groves back in Florida. You could just drive through them and the scent of fresh oranges would just fill your car. Now those lots are filled with construction zones. While there aren’t any orange groves where I am, the memories it brings back are nice.
I’m working in a field that I normally wouldn’t attempt but it does incorporate what I went to school for.
They don’t have Publix here, so I’m really going to miss my subs.
The roads are very hilly and curvy…I’m afraid my tummy hasn’t quite adjusted so easily to the hills.
The weather here has flipflopped just as much as Florida does, so I don’t feel so far away from home.

The New

Everything is new to me. Literally everything. I feel like a kid in a really big toy store or on their very first day of school. There’s so much to discover and adjust to.
There’s a whole new terminology to figure out.
The idea that you can just drive to an hour away destination that’s out of state seems crazy to me but is the norm here. In Florida, you’d have to drive for what seemed like an eternity to get to the Florida Georgia state line.
They don’t have Publix here, so I’m really going to miss my subs. There’s an entire store of brands that I’ve never even heard of but really want to try.

I’ve been here a little over a week now, and so far so good. I like where I am now. Even though there’s a dreadfully long drive to get anywhere I enjoy the view, and I actually enjoy the drive. It’s an odd out of place feeling to be the new girl everywhere I go but all of the people I’ve met have such a genuine kindness about them. I feel like it’s been a little bit easier on me to try new things because literally everything here is so new to me. I cannot determine where I’ll end up next or what I’ll be doing. I’m just enjoying the wave right now and looking forward to making new friends!

1 Comment
    1. This is awesome. I can totally relate. I went from Indiana to the Deep South of the Bayou (Louisiana 😂). And while I didn’t have to get to accoustomed to it because I’ve practically lived here 3 months of the year since I was born it was still a shock but totally worth the journey. And for me at least now that one journey has been made I’m totally willing to move again if the wind takes me there. Congrats on the beginning of your amazing journey. May the road rise to meet you!! 😘

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