Whew. The holidays seriously flew by and while it was great to soak up as much time as possible with our families, it was back to reality last night when we returned to Chicago and the boxes and chaos that come with a long distance move. The movers arrived bright and early this morning to haul away our belongings (thank goodness, I was going crazy in my apartment – a studio + a ton of boxes does not make for a very enjoyable environment) and while I’m excited about our new San Francisco adventure, I’m definitely facing some serious moving blues.

Maybe it’s the stress of the last few months finally getting to me. Or maybe it has just been wearing away at me over the past month while juggling moving logistics, the holiday season, a full plate at work and traveling… but if we’re being honest here, I’ve been feeling a little less excited and a little more holy shit what am I doing? over the past few days. I suppose that’s just what moving does to you, especially when it’s a long distance move to a pretty unfamiliar city, but it kind of stinks. I want to feel ready for this, I want to feel confident, excited and brave, but sometimes that little voice of doubt and negativity really can wear you down.

Have you dealt with the moving blues? Any tips on how to shake the stress and sad and get back into excited mode? Who wants to be my friend in SF?! (Uh… I’m about to have no friends)