One week

Its hard to fathom that I have 1 week left at my current job before I start a new one. I can't imagine how my life will be with all the changes that are going to happen all at once. It feels like a really big deal to be switching from working 12 hour shifts at nighttime, to working 9 hour shifts during the day time... Besides the whole time spent at work difference, I will be living in the daytime again. I don't really remember what it feels like to be a normal person. In fact I feel like I have kind of built up this kind of shell that makes me push away the day time...just so I can feel a little more normal for being nocturnal. I'm so excited, and nervous all at the same time. I'm excited to be near my baby again, and get to break in a new house that will be OURS in barely over a month. I can't imagine not knowing the people I go to work with though...that will be so strange. And not knowing what I'm doing or where I'm going, in a totally different area of the hospital.
My room is starting to look bare, and I'm liking it. In fact I'm tempted to pack up the rest of my things just so that I can enjoy how bare it is without the clutter that I will soon be living in... Its weird to think I will be getting all of my stuff back. While I've been living here, my stuff has been living in a storage unit...I don't even remember what all I have. In some ways, I just wish I could get rid of it and start over. Then again, it feels so wasteful and I'm so tired of spending crazy amounts of money. Feng shui anyone?
Should be fun. Let the good times roll.