We have a move date and therefore a countdown...38 days. Ever since I've counted it out, I've felt like an elephant has laid claim to my chest. Excited but terrified, we (thankfully) have a tenant for our apt, but have yet to sign a lease in FL. We have a lot to do to make our NYC apt look presentable and have a lot to purge and pack yet. And then there is the NYC bucket list, that isn't getting any shorter. Oh, and without realizing, I somehow managed to sign up for races three consecutive weekends in a row!?!
On the bright side, today is our anniversary. Three years! Three years married and nearly 11 years together. When did that happen? We go out for a lovely dinner tonight in Rock Center.
So, how did we get here? Let me rewind. I was recently working for a company with offices in multiple US markets - 13 markets to be exact. Husband has been begging me to move for approximately the past 3 years we have been married. Many, many months ago, he asked his boss about relocating saying that I could relocate for work (true story, until I lost my job). Boss said, don't see why not, I will keep my ears open for you. Fast forward probably 6 months since Pete brought it up and in June his boss called him to say there was the opportunity for him to transfer to Boca Raton, FL. We discussed, took a trip in July to visit South Florida, and definitively told his boss yes on August 5. I'm glossing over many sleepless nights, tears and pro/con lists. Stories for another day.
I have lived in NYC for nearly 11 years...with the exception of a jaunt or two to London for university and post-grad studies. My entire adulthood has been spent living in a city. I haven't driven on a regular basis since I was a 17 year old senior in high school. I rely on my feet or MTA to get me to where I need to go...now we need to get two cars. I am in love with the convenience of living in a big city. It's comfortable. I know my 'hood. There is always something to do.
Ultimately, I decided it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to get out of that comfort zone and start a new adventure. And that adventure is apparently starting in 38 days.
