Updates. Thoughts. Packing a Lovesac into an already full Jeep.

I'm sure many of you have already heard through various social networking sites, or maybe even a conversation in person, that I'll be moving in Southern California at the end of the month.

(!!!!!)

I can't describe how freaking excited I am for this moment to come. I'll be working in HR at Legoland California. It will be nearly 100% different than what I do now, and really is what I'd love to end up doing for the rest of my life.

When I went to college my goal was to graduate and work professionally behind the scenes at a theme park. Lots of people either giggled or gave one of those "encouraging" responses along the way, but yesterday it smacked me in the face. I'm working professionally behind the scenes at a major theme park starting March 7th. I'm well on my way to having a full time career in my dream industry. It's an amazing feeling.

This also means that on February 24th I'll have my last shift at Madame Tussaud's New York. It's actually kind of sad to be leaving right now, because only in the past two months have I felt like I've really been making a difference at the business. Right now I'm knee deep in multiple projects, and I'm not afraid to give out ideas to change the place for the better. I feel like my coworkers really trust me now more that I've worked with them for months, so to just pack up like that and leave it all behind isn't the easiest thing in the world to do.

Oh wait. i just looked at the weather in Carlsbad, CA. It's easing my pain a bit. One of my biggest goals for the next six months: learn how to surf. I know I won't be good, but I want to try. I also want to try and live as close to the beach as possible. I've been searching for places, and there are a lot of options. It's all pretty exciting.

You know what else is exciting? THE GREEN BAY FREAKING PACKERS!

The whole season I've been routing on my team from afar, talking smack to the New Yorkers whenever our team beat theirs (twice) and even though I've taken a few verbal beatings from coworkers and strangers alike, the Pack survived on to Texas. The last time we were in the Super Bowl I was 8 years old. I remember both the Super Bowls very well. How could I forget my Dad blaming the 1998 loss to the Broncos on the fact that he threw a Super Bowl party AND bought me an NFC Champions t-shirt instead of waiting for the Super Bowl merchandise. I have Sunday off from work, and I can't wait for the game. I'll be nervous, but it ought to be exciting.

This blog really doesn't make much chronological sense. It may flow, but it has no order whatsoever. It's just one random thought to another. It's what happens when you don't blog for a month. I deserve this, but you, the fair reader, do not. I apologize.

I get to travel to Washington DC with a few employees (GM Included) to help set up for Madame Tussauds DC's huge Presidential Gallery opening. It's going to be a bit of a marathon working overnight and driving home the next morning, but I'm really excited about it. Just being invited to come down and help is fantastic.

I hope to write another blog surrounding my time in New York on another occasion. I feel like it warrant's its own blog post, because it has certainly changed me and my life. I've grown significantly in these past 6 months. I got thrown into the deep end, and in New York the deep end comes with a complimentary riptide. With one month to go I'll be mostly tying up loose ends and work and planning my trip to California. By the way, that trip will take a really, really long time.

Add another 16 hours from Newark to Milwaukee, and you've got yourself a 4 day drive!

Hopefully I'll be driving a brand spanking new car down to California. With cruise control. And rear shocks. I'm expecting absolutely nothing out to Nebraska and Iowa, but have huge expectations out of the Rocky Mountains. I hope they don't disappoint!

Bye everyone.