I finished an 8-day away job earlier this evening. I dished out handshakes and hugs coupled with the obligatory “it was great meeting/working with you” or “see you on the next one”. For everyone else, it was no big deal. They will be working other jobs in due time and will go through the same ritual after that job. But it hit me today that I might not have the opportunity to see folks “on the next one”. The relationships I’ve built with some of these great people over the last eight days ended tonight. Sounds harsh, but it’s true. There is a good chance I will never see some of these people again.

It’s a sad thought, you know?

iPhones make for better digital living. Right now, I’m all about Twitter. I’m sure posts will be few and far between in the next 5 weeks, butI’ll be “tweeting” frequently while on the set of Stags and Katie Brown Workshop season 4 – jobs on which I’m key gripping.

If you’re on Twitter, hit me up.

I guess it’s not official, but Tess and I now have a target date for when we’ll be westward bound – October 31st. With the year flying by as fast as it has, I know I’ll only blink twice and it’ll be time to leave. Daunting? Yes. I guess we don’t have too much stuff, but moving it to the opposite side of the country will take some planning and some decision-making (what stays and what goes).

Exciting? Yes. Tess and I will be looking for a place to live in LA, preferably close to UCLA, where she will be working. I’m especially looking forward to this process because it will be our place. Our Hell’s Kitchen apartment really isn’t “our” place, it’s Tess’ place and I just happened to inherit it when I moved in. I like the idea of walking into an empty space and visualizing what it could become. This place would be ours from day 1.

The one thing I haven’t had too much time to think about is the emotional impact of this move. You could say I’m in a favorable position. I’ve been in NY for about almost a year and a half. It’s not short, but not quite lengthy either. I’ve built a solid network of contacts here, but haven’t really grown any roots. I almost feel like I’m moving at the right time. Although I’m sure my wallet and bank account would disagree. It’s tough to leave what is evolving into a pretty good career situation in New York, but it’s even harder to leave the friends I’ve made in such a short amount of time. Sappy as it sounds, I’m confident I’ll be friends with them for many, many years. But I’m eager to see what opportunities will present themselves in LA – professionally and personally.

I wonder how Tess feels about leaving. She’s been here six years. Surely, she’s now a New Yorker. I’d say about half of her adult life was spent in NY. I imagine it will be emotional for her – bittersweet to say the least.

Man, It’s actually kinda sad when you think about it.