The End of the Weekend

It's Sunday night, and I'm back in Northern Virginia. I can't say that I'm happy to be back here. Today was a great example of why I hate this constant travel. I spent the day doing paperwork and packing, and then headed off to the airport to catch my flight. I can think of a lot of things that are much more fun to do on a Sunday afternoon. On the plus side, the end of my travels is fast approaching. On the minus side, it looks like I'm going to be stuck in the decaying urban sprawl that is known as DC. My interview on Friday went ok, but I don't think it's quite the right fit. The office is relatively small, and the people seem fun and interesting. The problem is, they probably won't need someone locally with my skill set for a while. They do have a slot that they think might be a good fit for me, but it would require me to travel to ... DC. Um, nope. Been there, done that, got the T-shirt.

So, unless I can work out an alternative within a few days (and yes, I'm desparately looking for one), it looks like I'll be moving back to Virginia. I'm looking at a move to Virginia as a short-term solution (probably a couple of years at most), which should give me some time to figure out where I really want to live and work. I'm really going to miss my friends in Ann Arbor, the quirky little town itself, and the ability to drive anywhere without being locked in gridlock.

So, we'll see if God will pull off a miracle this week to allow me to stay in Ann Arbor. If not, it will be time for me to start packing.