What am I thinking?

I was just getting comfortable in Ann Arbor. I was just getting good at canvassing. I had another week before I went to Boston with my coworkers for our training, and we'd come back and officially be the assistant directors in the office.

And then I get a call from my regional director: my boss' boss.

She offers me the chance to be trained by one of our partner organizations to do a get out the vote effort for the next three months. It was moving faster than the Fund had expected, and that I would be taking a leave of absence to work on the campaign. Training would be on Wednesday in Boston. I accepted on the spot, forgetting to ask about how I'd be paid, who I'd be working working with, or how to take care of housing. The RD told me that she thought that this was a wonderful opportunity that would make me a better canvass director in the end.

They want me to be able to go to Boston, be trained, and immediately turn around to go to another city to start an office and start the get out the vote campaign. I am terrified. I'm working on a packing list that includes things that I'll be needing for the next three months.

I can't back down, I can't change my mind, they've bought me a plane ticket and I'm out of here.
Tim says that there's very few ways that I would not be okay in the end. I will be okay. Things are falling into place -- my parents support me (my father, the republican, even got out my suitcases and vacuumed them out for me without my mother asking her: I count that as silent support even if he rolled his eyes when he heard), my roommate/landlord is totally okay with me jetting for three months, and even okay with me not paying her rent for that time, I just have to tell my boss tomorrow (and I hope that the RD already told her, I hope I hope).

Why did I so willingly jump out of the comfort zone I had just created? Why?

Perhaps this is where I need to be. I have no way of knowing yet.