I'm bursting at the seams because I have, quite possibly, the best announcement ever.
Are you ready?
Are you sure?
How sure? Like over 50% sure? I need that kind of commitment from you right now.
Okay here we go...
....best announcement ever coming
(This is actually kind of fun)
Kyle, Gatsby and I are moving back to California.
......in 13 days. Whoa.
It started with whispers passed back and forth in the dark as we lay in bed: what if?
As we drifted off to sleep every night we would dream about the future in our dark, quiet room; no plan, no outline, just the two of us dreaming and playing pretend. For months we played this game. For months we asked “what if”? always falling asleep before we could tell if the other was serious.
One day, we finally said it out loud: let’s go home. We looked at each other with surprise at how quickly and easily it escaped our lips and the enthusiasm with which the other agreed.
A lot of planning, sacrifice and hard-work went into making this dream a reality. It has been an experience that has brought Kyle and me closer together in so many ways, and given me a new appreciation for his work ethic and our relationship. We’ve learned important lessons in patience, faith, trust in timing and most importantly: BUDGETING.
It hasn’t been easy, but today I’m proud to tell you: WE DID IT.
It’s kind of ironic because this whole plan started in the dark and for the last few months I’ve had to keep you in the dark. Honestly, it’s a huge reason why there have been patterns of long silences around here, and why I feel like I’ve held back so much in my writing. It’s been weird, unnatural even, not being able to share this with you as it was happening; something I've always done as a blogger. As things have slowly started to unfold it’s been even harder to keep myself from spilling the beans, but there were many things we needed to do before we could announce this exciting, life-changing news on the blog: you know like telling our jobs, telling Tessa we are moving out…..adult shit.
Here’s what I can tell you now:
We are moving to Ventura, California. It’s where I was born and raised and the place where we want to put down our roots. We spent months torn between Ventura and Tahoe, but ultimately chose Ventura because of the employment opportunities available to us.
WE HAVE AN APARTMENT. It’s a glorious one bedroom that suits our little family perfectly. It even has the built-in desk nook of my blogging dreams!
WE ARE HAPPY. Like if there was a cloud 9,999 we would be on it. We have felt deep down that this was the right move for us from day one, and seeing it all come together is one of the best feelings ever.
Gatsby can’t wait to see the ocean. He just doesn’t know it yet.
Here is what’s to come:
Packing two lives into boxes, which I am NOT excited about. We all know how I feel about packing.
Driving across the country……which will take about four days and will truly test our relationship. Send your favorite podcasts to kill those long driving days.
Transition. For us, for Gatsby, for Tessa. Even though Atlanta has never felt like “home”, saying goodbye is still bittersweet.
Here’s what I want to know:
Would you like to hear how Kyle and I made this happen? I was thinking of writing a series about how we saved, planned and purchased for this move. Would you find something like this helpful?
Once our home is set up, would you like to see it? I’ve never done a home-tour before….but I’m so proud of our little place I kind of want to show it off. Would you be interested?
Okay, so now that I can talk about this freely I can’t wait to share our new lives with all of you. You have no idea (or maybe you do) how much going home means to me. It feels like a great weight has been lifted and after so many challenges, changes, loss and success here in Atlanta over the last 6 years, I’m finally going back where I belong.
Thank you all for being here to celebrate this with me. There is lots, lots more to come.