In 29 days, I’m going to board a plane with three hefty suitcases and fly off to San Francisco, CA where I’ll settle into Silicon Valley for my short-sighted foreseeable future.

I’m worrixcitified.

Things that excite me:

• Weather. I’ve lived in cold continental climates (Canada, Russia) and I’ve lived in hot mediterranean climate (Israel), but the valley offers a utopian climate of t-shirt afternoons and jacket evenings.
• Culture. From all the places I’ve visited, Toronto and the valley are the two places where I’d want to spend my life… until I buy a cabin at an undisclosed location with a phat pipe into the tubes and secretly control the world from the comfort of an Aeron chair.
• Work. But I don’t discuss personal details on the blog.

Things that keep me up at night:

• Finances. I’m not starving on the streets (despite what my raggy wardrobe might suggest). Between leaving my previous job a few months ago, moving to a new country, and eventually buying a car, I think concerns and obsessive preparation is understandable. Right?
  
• Migration. I have to sell all my belongings — anyone looking for a swanky black leather sofa or a huge Ikea glass desk? I have to ship my belongings which I don’t want to sell — FedEx, please don’t murder my monitor and desktop. I have to start from scratch on the other side — maybe another checklist blog post in the making?
• Relationships. Friends, family, significant other. But I don’t discuss personal details on the blog.

This move represents a 24pt list item in my metaphorical “Things to accomplish before expiry” Google Doc, the first of many I intend to strikeout in the next year!