So Much to Tell You

Seriously you guys.  I have so much shit to tell you.  Most of it is not BDSM related, but I find myself not really minding that for one reason or another.  Anyway, here is the bullet-form version of what's going on:

• I graduated from my undergrad university in May.
• I went to a research conference over this past weekend for about 5 days.  I don't want to say where, but it was a place I'd never been before.  It was wonderful.
• I got hired by a different university.  In Los Angeles, CA.
• I'm moving to LA in two weeks.
• Master will have to stay here for several months because our lease here isn't over (sad face).

So... that's a lot to take in for me.  It all happened really fast.  I just got back in town from that conference yesterday evening.  I'm absolutely PANICKED about packing all of my things and somehow getting this shit down there.  Mind you, Master and I currently live in a studio.  This probably sounds very foolish to people who have moved entire households across the country.  But here are my excuses for panicking, again in bullet-form:

• The last time I moved 1,200 miles everything I was bringing fit in the back of a full-size sedan.
• The last time I moved 2,000+ miles, I had the help of my family and a professional moving company.
• I've never done this before - how do I shot web? (Meme explanation if needed/wanted).

Well, there is all of that.  Now you know what I've been doing and why I've been such an absentee blogger lately.  Any advice from those who are wiser and more experienced out there...?

I'd also be lying if I said the biggest source of my anxiety wasn't about being away from Master for potentially up to 3 months. :/  I know we'll get through it.  I know it will be okay and that he'll be rejoining me eventually.  I know we can do it because we've done it before.  But damn, I don't wanna and I'm scared.  *sigh*

But, at least I have positive things causing my stress, right?  For that, I'm very grateful.  I'm very blessed to have received this opportunity.  It's prestigious, career-related, and will get me into graduate school after 2 years of work.  It doesn't pay a lot, but it's an awesome opportunity that will take me where I need to go.  That's why I can't disregard it out of fear.  I have to do this.  I would be foolish not to.

No one will ever be able to say that I struck out looking. (Explanation of baseball reference for those who want it).

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I briefly want to put a plug in this post towards a cause close to my heart.  Yesterday was PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) awareness day.  I want to draw your attention to two awesome organizations:
Battling BARE
Operation: Restored Warrior

Battling BARE is (mostly) comprised of spouses/partners of soldiers and veterans suffering from PTSD.  However, it is also supported by children and general supporters of the troops.  They are very new and here is an article that mentions both organizations.  Both have facebook pages and I know that BB has a blog as well (Restored Warrior might as well, I'm unsure).  You should consider financially supporting operation restored warrior, which is a non-profit dedicated to providing free retreats for vets wtih PTSD to help them discover new ways of coping and finding serenity in their lives.  This is very, very important work.

I know that soldiers aren't the only sufferers of PTSD, but this issue is near and dear to my heart.  I will likely be submitting a photo of myself to BB in honor of my father at some time in the near future.  Thanks for looking and caring, everyone.

*~zelda...