I'm nearing the anniversary of my move here to Spain (probably more on that later this week), and as a result, I have to move out of my apartment. The leases for this building were intended to be only for a year at a time, so on Tuesday I'm signing a lease for my new apartment.
First, the good part. This new apartment is in an ideal location. It's the perfect size for me (small), and is in good shape with nice landlords, etc. Hopefully, within a week or so, I'll have a more functioning internet system than I do in this building, which will mean easier communications home. The bad part? I have to pack up my stuff, and it's not for a move back to the US. I always knew this was a possibility, but I had really, really hoped I'd be heading home around now. Or at least have a more solid plan for next year. I'm working hard on a few options to get me back to the States this summer, but nothing is in place yet. And as everyone knows, I am not good at living a life in flux. I really want a plan. Yesterday. But, for now, I'm packing up and moving on. Knowing the next time I do it will be for home. And that's a good feeling I can hold on to for a while.
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