Moving is a funny thing. I am in the final steps of preparation for my move from Temecula, California to Seattle, Washington. The move is 6 weeks from today, and the decision has been monumental. It’s taken months to get to where I am today – being able to think about it without dissolving into a puddle of tears, snot, and Sarah McLaughlin songs. This move is an 8.0 earthquake that is cracking the carefully laid foundations of my comfortable life. Growing up and living in the same town makes moving seem like the most foreign, bat-shit crazy idea I’ve ever had. Yet, here I sit, with my laptop browser open to 27 tabs of Seattle job postings and an apartment application.
Over the past 9 months it’s occurred to me how strange it is that there really isn’t anything that hasn’t been done or experienced. Anything in your life, terrifying or completely brand new, has been done thousands of times by other people. Even though your new adventure seems sensational from your unique perspective, it is actually quite mundane because of it’s inherent redundancy.
Enter “Sunlight In Seattle”. The reason behind this journal’s namesake is simple – sunlight is what I’m hoping to find in Seattle. I realize the irony (hello, 226 days of gloom a year), but I feel like it perfectly defines my situation, as well as so many others’.
Hope and excitement in the unknown is what propels us to make the jump, to close our eyes and take the first step. Seattle is the sunlight I long for.
Temecula is home and home has been pretty damn cozy. My entire family lives here. I have a job that gives me just enough money to pay the bills, barely. I’ve had the same best friends most of my life, and they are Temecula natives. My boyfriend, Jake, and I have 2 cat children in a spacious apartment. Life is fine, and things are easy. But what about more? I want to visit Shakespeare and Company in Paris. I want to be pushed out of my comfort zone at a new job where I make enough money to actually save up (a savings account?! such a strange concept). I want to see what else is out there.
I know hundreds of thousands of people have experienced this exact moment, and this exact decision, and it was life changing for them too. But I wanted to start this journal as a place for me to think, to make new friends, to share my wisdom as well as the huge gaps in knowledge and life experience I’m sure I have. This journal will be just that – a journal where I will talk about the move, about whatever thoughts tumble through my brain and stick long enough for me to write them down. I want to share pictures of the nature I see in Washington, the desert I see in Southern California when I come home to visit, and everything in between. Also, I am sure I will talk about some makeup too long the way because #addicted #sephora #imsorry.
Thank you for going on this journey with me; now let’s have some fun…