the long goodbye

I just realized that this was my LAST co-op meeting, potentially ever.

My feelings are a mixed bag. There's some nostalgia and a tiny bit of regret that I won't really get to know the new, awesome people who just moved in to the other co-op houses, and a good deal of appreciation for what the place meant to me: the good, the bad and the ugly. There's some surprise at some of the ways I've been perceived here -- the good kind of surprise.

At some point I'll try to write something about what this place has meant to me in my particular journey. It's complex and potentially interesting.

What I'm not feeling yet is the sadness I know will come, about leaving behind some really great, great people. I got a chance to say an official goodbye to some of them tonight, and I was glad for the opportunity.

For the most, part, though, I'm excited, and eager, and a bit relieved (there are a couple of strained relationships here, among the many good ones), and a little bit restless. Moving has taken so long -- both emotionally and physically-- that I'd really rather just be there yesterday. But barring that, two weeks from now will work nicely. :-)

Tomorrow I hand over my treasurer responsibilities to the next willing victim. That's the last of my responsibilities to this place! Maybe that will help me to get the final bits of packing done.

Windy City, here I come. Again.