Today is my last day at my once-a-week job at a graphic design studio. It’s finally starting to hit home that we’re actually moving to Seattle and leaving Boston for good in less than two weeks. We’ll visit, of course, but I can’t see us ever living here again.

A little under two years ago we moved from England to Boston and I felt more prepared for that - I was counting down the months/weeks/days. This time I haven’t really given it much thought even though we’re moving the same distance again. I don’t know if it’s because last time we were leaving family as well as friends or because we had more stuff to get rid of and more stuff to sort out. Last time I also had a regular office job where I had to give notice whereas this time I’ll still be working freelance on the same projects once we move, I just won’t be at meetings in person. I guess last time it felt like things were coming to a concrete and easy to spot end. This time things have crept up on me.

Although Seattle is more my kind of place, I’m really going to miss Boston. Not just my friends but the actual place. My husband HATES Boston but I’m pretty sure even he will miss some aspects of it.