Wow, Word Sure Travels Fast…
Holy crapamoly, word sure travels at light speed here. I cannot believe how many people I barely know around town are coming up to me, calling me, and looking at me with pleading eyes while saying, “I heard you’re moving?”. We’re talking within a day of when I posted that blog. So either someone has a very, very big mouth, or EVERYONE has found my blog by now. Aw, I feel loved. Thanks.
Although I must admit, I feel slightly annoyed that someone else decided to spread our news like wildfire before we even had the chance to.
Whatever. Doesn’t matter, the word is out. Yes, we are moving. As in AWAY from Tucson, Arizona.
I guess that sounds rather snotty, but deal with it. I’m getting tired of apologizing for making a choice that I feel happy with for a chance.
When we announced to our family that we are taking the plunge and moving to Seattle, we got mixed reactions. Mostly negative. A lot of [insert pitiful-sounding nagging voice here] “Well just great, now your kids won’t know who I am,” and “Seattle? Why there? It rains all the time.” Same thing with our friends who live in town.
It’s okay, we expected that.
And to be perfectly honest, I would have been a little concerned if everyone had said, “Wow! That’s GREAT news that you’re getting out of here!”. So it’s actually a good thing that people have been sad to hear it. But would it kill our local family and friends to support us in this decision? Ugh.
So now I’ll answer the next inevitable question,”When? When is this happening?” As in: “When are you abandoning your entire family and the Tucson dance community and the rest of your in-state friends?”
As soon as possible. However, our move is contingent upon two things: A) April’s positional plagiocephaly treatment needs to be finished, and B) we have to sell our house.
In other words, we probably won’t be out of here until winter or spring. But unless my husband wants to hire a witch doctor try to reincarnate his wife, who will have painfully croaked and melted from the desert heat onto the kitchen floor next year, this is the LAST summer that we will be living in this place.
We have a number of loose ends to wrap up, and James just formally switched over to the new team from which he will be working remotely once we move. We have also spoken with our Realtor, and he advised waiting a little more time before putting our house on the market.
Once we sell our house, we will pack up and head over to Washington, where we plan to rent for (hopefully) just a short period of time while we look for a house to buy.
And as for me once we get there? I can’t wait to decorate a new house, work in a yard that actually has grass, and spend time outside under a patio with a cup of hot tea watching the glorious, peaceful rain. I’ll still be blogging religiously, designing websites, and taking care of my monsters. While my husband works from home (!), I might add.
However, I am also thinking of applying for a job working for a magazine. Or becoming a freelance writer for different publications.
Maybe. We’ll see. One step at a time.
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And as a side note, thank you so much to all of you who have been supportive and/or excited for us. It means more than you know.
Current Mood:
Bored
May 28th, 2009 at 6:06 pm
As I said before, I am very happy for you. Being someone who lived away from home for 5 years I know one thing. At first it will be hard, but EVERYONE will get used to it. It’s up to them whether they want to be mature enough to let it go, or keep driving your face into the fact that YOU chose to move. With great inventions such as the internet and webcams, it will be easy to keep in touch over the long distances. If you subscribe to Vonage, you can even keep a 520 area code, so they can’t complain about paying for long distance. I had one in Korea for fuck’s sake. You need to put YOURself, YOUR husband and YOUR children first. If people are too selfish to see that, then how much do they really care about YOU.