I've started to pack up stuff that's going with me or into original packaging for our move. In a few days I'll be a transient! I think I've got one burst of sentimentality left, but no time for it. It's weird to think that this room I'm sitting in, that I've occupied for 12 years minus 2, is one I'll never see again. In some way, hooray, but man, if these walls could talk.
When we moved to Seattle in 2009, it was so time to leave Cleveland. It's just that almost nothing was ideal about it. While we were never uncomfortable or subject to extreme risk, there were a ton of stressful situations that made it a whole lot less fun than it could have been. Consider this comparison:
| 2009 | 2013 | |
|---|---|---|
| Houses to sell | 2 | 0 |
| Child situation | 6 months pregnant | 3-year-old boy |
| Credit card debt | around $40k | $0 |
| Cash savings | $0 | lots |
| Cats | 4 | 3 (missing Cosmo) |
| Moving experience | Jeff: none Diana: lots |
Like it's our job |
| Career choices | Anything I can get | Can be picky |
It's a different world this time, that's for sure. Yes, there are definitely some tradeoffs, and I still hope missing Seattle isn't too much of an issue. It's remarkable how much better the circumstances are this time around. Some of them were my own doing, and some was the world getting in the way, but it's a much better scene all around.
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