See that box? It’s been our first of many.
In a shocking turn of life events, we are moving to Bellingham, the town where Josh and I both grew up. The kids and I are moving next week (less than a week, really) and Josh will be following later this month.
Josh was, unexpectedly, offered a job in Bellingham (which is about 2-hours north of Seattle, for those of you who aren’t NW-centric) and it was too hard to pass up. We weren’t looking to move to Bellingham. In fact, I’m pretty sure that if you would have asked me, just a month ago, if I would ever consider moving back, I would have laughed in your face.
As the kids get older, things such as schools, community, cousins, grandparents, and aunties and uncles become more important than a zip code that Josh and I couldn’t seem to let go of. We love living in the city. LOVE it. It’s part of who we are, it’s part of what we do for work, it’s part of how we live. And, not just the city, but THIS city. Seattle is our place and making a decision to leave the city that we call home hasn’t been an easy one.
We spent a lot of time weighing our options. Thinking about our future and what we want the next years in Janie, Meg and Everett’s lives to look like. While we love living here, we’ve grown weary of the public school politics (you wouldn’t believe the stories if i told you…), the traffic, and the constant competitive drive that living in the city creates. Maybe we’re getting more mature, maybe we’re just getting really fucking old, but the grass of a slower life, in a slower town, is sure starting to look greener.
We also thought a lot about how we could best balance our work and home lives. I get a lot of “how do you do it” questions and I am the last one to admit that it’s not easy to work full-time and be a mom full-time. I don’t have a nanny or even a regular babysitter. I work from 9 p.m. until 2 a.m. most nights and Josh gets up at 5 a.m. to go to work. Sometimes, I’m pouring myself into bed as his alarm is going off. It’s no way to live and we hope that this change will also allow me to be more committed to my career and allow me to work more “normal people” hours… like, when the rest of my family isn’t soundly sleeping.
Long story short. Moving to Bellingham from Seattle wasn’t a decision that we made lightly, at all. It’s been huge and stressful and exciting, all at the same time.
So, here we go. Our decision became final late last week, giving us a very short time-frame to move and get settled in Bellingham before the kids start school on September 3rd. It’s kind of a whirlwind (more than usual), especially when you add squeezing in last-minute quality time with friends, needing to rush out of the house for showings, and taking care of all of the annoying details that moving entails.
I know that there are so many of you that I won’t be able to see before we go and I hope that we can catch up when I’m in Seattle for work, as I will be from time-to-time. Please keep in touch…
For those of you who we’re leaving behind — our nearest and dearest in Seattle — who know who you are, and you didn’t make this decision any easier. I mean that in a good way. I promise that we won’t fade into just “liking” each others Facebook posts from time to time. Promise.
And, Bellingham? We’re coming for you. Looking forward to catching up with friends who we haven’t seen for years and I’ll be calling on you to help us wade through all of the must-know Bellingham details. Like, where to get a good margarita.
Stay tuned for more fun on the moving-front. xo.