This is the idea: Boyfriend will fly in to WI and we will pack up my car and drive out there together. I am the worst at car rides. Between Cat and me, I don't think Boyfriend will survive. I think there are enough miles for us to break up twice and reconcile by the time we get there. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
At this moment in time, 10:19 pm on a Sunday night in WI, I plan to only take what I can fit in my car. Gasp! I don't think I can actually do it. I take it back. There's no way. My makeup alone won't all fit in my car. I have too many clothes, but I won't have to take my winter jackets! Or my long underwear. Or all my winter knits that I've made over the years. Looks like Mom and Dad will be warm this winter. And they'll also have a lot of dishes, towels, shoes, and eyeshadows.
I drive a Toyota Corolla. I don't know how I'll fit another human and a cat with all my things. But Boyfriend is an engineer and I'm good at Tetris so I'm sure we can make it work. Also I'm on a mission to lose three pounds so that'll free up a little room.
I have to go to bed, so I can stay up all night fretting about telling my boss I'm moving. I will be giving five weeks notice, I think that's enough time. But then again, how do you replace me? Maybe she'll keep me on and I can work remotely! Win win win.