635 Miles.

The distance from here to San Fran.

Turns out apartment hunting is not as fun when you're forced to do it online and the only places you seem to be able to afford look like they have been housing a homeless person. So old, dark, grimey, and teeny tiny. I hear San Fran is amazing but $1,400 for a shitty 300 sq. ft. studio apartment is a little steep, I must say. I did, however, round up a handful of hopefuls. Only problem is that most available places are available right now, not in a few months. I could leave sooner, but I don't really want to. That's too much stress to just pick up and go. Eek.

But...Caleb got the job in Bellevue. He's getting promoted to a better position with Nordstrom. His reasoning for the move is for the opportunity to get away and have some kind of life experience outside of Portland, especially since I'm moving for school anyway. I get it. But it still sucks because if he goes, he's leaving in a few weeks. And I'll still be here until September.

I'm wondering if I should just get a head start and go down in the summer, find a job, and get settled before school starts. That might give me something to keep my mind off the fact that I'm living away from my boyfriend.

But wait, I'll be gone for 2 whole years once school actually starts. So that doesn't help.

This just sucks. All around.

So, add the distance from Portland to Bellevue to the already huge gap between Portland and San Fran and you get about 811 painful, lonely miles of separation.

I guess we'll see...

Goodnight!