Apr 07 2006
The Seed Has Been Planted
Let’s get back to the moving on stuff for a bit. See, I’ve been thinking quite a bit about this and doing all sorts of research on various destinations. I’ve been thinking about whether or not to move. I do have a lot going for me here, but the economics of living here has been a huge negative. As I’ve stated before, I like my job even though it’s not a money maker. I’m not about to get a job that allows me to have the things that I want if it’s going to suck the life out of me. So it’s definitely settled that this job stays, as does job #2 - at least until I get all this worked out.
The thing is, I could be quite happy staying here for a long time, but the seed has been planted. The idea is in my mind and I feel I have to follow through on it. I have never regretted moving in the past. When I was in high school, I moved from my father’s house to my mother’s house and was so much better for it. In college, I wanted to go to school in another state but settled for a school in the next town. That I wish I could change. In my 20s, I actually bought my first home, which is the previously mentioned dumpy condo. It was 20 minutes from my dad’s and 45 minutes from my mom’s and I quite liked it for the time I was there. But it was not a long term thing, and at the back of my mind was the idea to move far away. That’s how I ended up in Vegas. Now I’m wanting to move again. I don’t know if I’m destined to have a nomadic life or what, but if moving is what keeps me happy then I figure I should follow through. Sometimes I get myself down because of a seeming lack of perseverance, but other ideas come and go. The moving one has been with me as long as I can remember, and despite the moves I’ve made so far, it’s not going away.
