Ugh...

So of course, 5 days before I'm set to leave Oregon, I meet a really cute, funny and interested guy at the bar.  Go figure....

Had a great time drinking a few drinks with Danielle after her shift at the fish house.  Sat next to these two guys playing Thursday night trivia and BAM.  Suddenly we became part of their team.  It was amazing.  And yet just another PRO on the pro/con list of coming back up here. 

Mom has been asking me if I really and truly want to leave at all.  And I keep thinking about it. I just wish my family would move up here.  That would solve all my problems, lol.

I have girlfriends here for dance night.  There are concerts, bbq's, festivals, the coast and if all else fails....my beloved Alton Baker park.

I don't regret making my decision to move back home.  At the time I made it, I felt like I was doing the right thing.  I'm still excited to go back.  But I'm also starting to feel guilty at the fact that I feel just as excited (if not more) at the thought of moving back up here.  

I don't know what opportunities might present themselves when I go back home.  So, of course, I don't want to over think things.  And maybe I'm just having cold feet.  I just hate that at this stage of the game, I'm having these bittersweet feelings.