All of the Things

I have hit the approximate half way point in my planning. I have personally wrapped my head around the fact that I am doing this. I have started going through my stuff and deciding what I am getting rid of.  I have started telling everyone that I am leaving. I have told my parents. I have started planning out some of the important minutiae, like acquiring a copy of my birth certificate and finding out that my health insurance isn't valid in California so it would all be out of network. And hoarding money like a squirrel in the fall.

At this point my brain is mush.

I am still excited to be clearing everything out and paring down to just essentials but I just don't want to spend every waking moment feeling like that is what I should be doing. I am also starting to get concerned about the car situation. Finding people to let me drive their car and then coordinating our schedules is being difficult. It is not progressing as fast as I want/need it to. And then I need to find someone to take me to the driving test and *hope* I pass right away. And then on to purchasing a car. Which is probably going to take longer than I think it will.  Sunday is currently my only day off to do the things I need to do and to spend with people and to go driving. My Sundays are filling up fast.
There are also a few people I haven't told yet, partially for logistical reasons, and I am really over pretending that I am not leaving. Once I don't have to do that anymore, I will be at the real half way point. Because then it is all downhill from there.

And in the midst of all that I feel like I am having an identity crisis. I don't like any of my clothes. I am questioning what I am going to do with myself in LA. Do I really want to do wardrobe? Really? I am doubting my capacity to make new friends, to be able to deal with just myself for such an extended period of time, that my bullshit radar will function properly. That I will not have enough money. I won't but less than I think. That this isn't maybe a huge mistake and I am being the stupidest person on the planet.

But big reward only comes with big risk. So I am trying to make my self a list of what I want to accomplish in my first year in LA. Besides hike up to the Hollywood(land) sign. And be more specific than: Find a job, find an apartment.