Well, I've bought the ticket, my last day at work is tomorrow, and my apartment lease is up in a month. I've been thinking of moving out of the country ever since I got my passport, and now it seems like it's going to finally really happen.
Half the time I think it's an insane idea.. the other half of the time I think it's the most logical progression of events in the world and I can't wait for things to get moving. So far all I've really done is change the address on my subscription to the New Yorker (did you know you can change to an international address and not pay extra?) Got the important things covered...
I try to imagine myself there, going to the little Icelandic grocery store, swimming in those fantastic pools every day after work, surrounded by those Ansel Adams mountains and it's wildly exciting and terrifying.
Currently things aren't particularly blog-worthy but these be early days!