Tomorrow morning I fly out on my way to Texas... I'll be there for a few weeks before heading out to California. I'm finishing up my packing... everything I'll need for the summer! It's a little strange not knowing if we will be coming back here at the end of all this. I don't know if I should say goodbye to our friends, apartment, and neighborhood or just... I'll see you again in 3 months.
Bo is on edge. I got out the suitcases yesterday to begin putting clothes in them. Any time he sees a suitcase, he knows something is going on. He will be coming with me tomorrow, so he shouldn't worry, but you can't tell a dog that, so I just ignore him. It has worked a little bit in calming him down. I'll wait till morning to tell him he gets to come with me.
All that said... I'll miss NYC and the people that make it. I know that even if we don't move back, we will be back to visit. Even though it won't be quite the same... it will be nice to see the city from another perspective.