Tabula Rasa

This past weekend was quite eventful. My ex officially moved out of my apartment. My parents and my aunt flew into the same space on Sunday and turned the apartment into a surgical room it's so damn clean. I went out with an old friend. My cat spends a lot of time looking for said ex. Loudly. In Meow form.
Today was spent recovering since I didn't get any sleep last night and was pretty stressed out anyway.
So where do I go from here? Why is the path unclear? (ok ok I'll stop the Buffy reference)

Basically, I'm ready to do something else now. Time to start meeting new people, going out on dates, learning cool new things for work. I can't say I won't be spending a few moments or days missing the hell out of my ex and the life that was. It was a good life and worth a few mournful mornings. Or evenings. Still, it's time for me to take some steps forward and live life again.

Now if only I can manage my bills....