One of the things that’s so interesting about life (in those moments when I remember to view it as an adventure, rather than as a pain in the hindmost parts…) is how quickly a world-view can change.
I’m originally a midwestern small town kid, lived in Chicago for a long time, and then relocated to the Seattle area, where I’ve been for 20-odd years. For the last few years, I’ve periodically thought about moving back to my roots, but never considered it seriously enough to actually do anything about it.
Then, on July 31, I was sitting at my computer (working from home) and, at the height of what is supposed to be summer, found myself looking at heavy dark clouds and wearing a light fleece shirt. It was as if a switch flipped and I found myself thinking, “This is just wrong. I don’t want to do this any more!”
As much as I love a lot about this area — I realized in that moment that I just can’t do the dark any more. it’s time to move. So … I decided to find a realtor, sent my sister out looking at houses, and suddenly I’m facing a serious possibility that I’m moving across country again really soon. All this within about 2 weeks.
But then, that’s how I’ve tended to live my whole life. When it’s time for a change, change absolutely everything! That’s how I got to the Seattle area in the first place.
So, if it all comes together, I may be wintering in a place with an actual winter (not just gray and rain) for the first time in 20 years. That will be quite a shock – but a good one, i think. And I’ll be starting all over again – knowing no-one. And that has both its up and down sides.
the adventure (potentially) begins!
And, as is very clear to me, this has nothing to do with a conscious decision — it’s yet another case of the unconscious driving one’s behavior and life.
Let the games begin.
