I am in a state of shock. I can’t believe I am moving to Boston in a few weeks. I know I wanted this, but I am freaked out. I quite my job. I gave my notice yesterday. I ultimately got shorted a few vacation days. They have rules this year they will only reimburse you for three weeks vacation. I had a few more days than three weeks. If I knew that I would have come into the office later in the week. Oh well it is done.
My cousin said I should still try to apply for unemployment when I get to Boston. All they can say is no. Which is true. I know the lady at the moving company is annoyed with me. I keep calling her and asking random questions. I am nervous. For a lot of reason. I have never left a job without another job. Granted I have been fired a few times. Which is a long story and I still claim innocence in those situations. I have not been with out a money stream since 1993. When I first went to college. I didn’t get a job until my second semester. Thinking back I have always had money coming in. I have worked since I was 14 years old. I remember going downtown Boston to get my working papers. So I can legally work at such a young age. Granted I do have savings. Still not having a job is so different for me.
When I get to Boston I need health insurance. I am still insured at my job, but I can’t afford Cobra. That crap is ridiculous. I just charged my car insurance. Things are really coming together. I got a decent premium. I told my cousin and anyone who will listen I am in a traumatic state about moving home. He told me to suck it up. I truly need to. It is happening. I am waiting for my friend and cousin to come over. I need to get the final packing done. Going to do a few load of laundry. The leasing company are coming to pick up the washer and dryer. Things are going quickly. I need to catch up in my brain.