It’s hard to believe that this is the last weekend of June – already this year has been packed with so many incredible experiences – from our weekend travels, to academic milestones and a bit of unrest with my career prospects – but sometimes, that chaos breeds a positive outcome; and today, I am excited to share that news:
Yes, believe it our not, our “random” trips down to the Sunshine state this year were not just a way for me to get my extra Disney fix! And as indicated in the image above, this move will be to the Gulf Coast city of Sarasota – which will definitely be a big change from Orlando, but one that we’re ready to take on.
So, when are we packing up and headed south? Next month! That marks just over 2 and a half years in Charlottesville – and I have to admit, leaving here kind of bittersweet. Although I will look fondly upon a handful of moments and experiences here in Central Virginia, I have to admit that I never felt truly at home here. After a year in Virginia, I was excited to share the many adventures I had taken, which I am definitely thankful for, but it is this post, from October 2011 that really struck my own heartstrings. Here’s an excerpt:
“Life in Charlottesville since then has had its ups and downs – no doubt, we’ve been lucky in many ways – but in a year, I have to be honest: I thought I’d feel a lot more…settled. Stable. Adapted. Instead, I still somehow feel like a tourist, on some extended vacation in a place that I don’t really think of as home – by no fault of anyone, really.”
When I read that bolded statement recently, I felt the air suck from my lungs for a brief moment – because really, over a year and a half later, I still feel the same way about this place. I’ve thought about it a million times, more than once a week…why don’t I LOVE this place? Isn’t it a great place to enjoy local foods? A family-friendly environment? Nature’s playground, flanked with old growth trees and chock full of historic landmarks? What was WRONG with ME?
Well, turns out…nothing.
I have come to accept that it’s OKAY that Charlottesville and I never fell in love with each other. Everyone is different, and ultimately, happiness is a conscious choice, so with that realization, the ball was back in my court to do something about it. Hubby and I discussed all the options endlessly and after a few ideas pitched, talked through and laid out, this made the most sense.
I put in my two weeks notice at work yesterday, and thus, the countdown begins for moving preparations, tying up loose ends on the job and celebrating the lifting of that tremendous load off of my shoulders. We’re ready for our next chapter and hopeful for what lies ahead.