Since my last post, many of you have been contacting me with questions about whats going on in our life. We are already engaged, so that's off the table, meaning there have been some pretty creative scenarios for our big secret. Of them include:
Baby (or babies... like suddenly I'm going to be Octomom.)
Aquired a pet (exotic or otherwise.)
Eloped in either Mexico, Canada, or Las Vegas.
Married by someone named Midnight Elvis during aforementioned elopement.
Married by Midnight Elvis during aforementioned elopement due to Octomom babies.
Purchased an island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, where we will be living out the rest of our days high on the hog from our successful bank robbery, which is the only way we would every be able to purchase an island.
Well, my dear friends and followers, I am pleased to inform you we have not eloped, we will not be welcoming the pitter patter of little feet into our lives any time soon, there is no island and there is no Elvis. Or Vegas. Or pets (YET!)
So, what is this big news?
Our big reveal.
Of what's going on.
That we are finally ready to share.
With you.
The masses.
ARE YOU READY?!
Although we will not be purchasing an island or moving to an exotic land, The Mister and I will be moving at the end of the month! On May 26th, we will me moving from Burlington, Vermont to Dover, New Hampshire. The Mister was offered an amazing job as director of catering for a high-end catering company in the area. He will be starting in the beginning of June.
Let me just put this into perspective for you - about a month and a half ago, The Mister got the offer. We were unsure of if we wanted to leave, to take that leap of faith, pick up and relocate in a whole new state. We went back and forth, explored all possible options, decided to stay. Then go. Then stay. We drew more pro-con lists than we could count, which varied depending on the day. We just about drove ourselves crazy. Then, while reading my horoscope at the gym, I got this -
Anyone who knows me knows I believe in signs. I believe in the idea that "everything happens for a reason." I believe that what is meant to be will be, whether you feel "ready" for it or not. And this was a huge, flashing, cosmic green light.
Since we made the definitive decision, it is remarkable how fast the pieces have fallen into place. We decided to move in with my childhood best friend, who already lives in the area. We found an apartment that is affordable, adorable, and HUGE compared to our current tiny living space. We gave our notices at our respective jobs. We upended our life here within a matter of weeks.
I did the math. I've lived in the Burlington area for seven years. Seven. I have called this place home since I left my parents for my first year at UVM. It is the only place I have known other than where I grew up. I should be terrified to move, or even apprehensive at the least. Especially since I do not have a job yet. And we are moving in just over a week.
On the contrary, it is absolutely liberating. I feel excited, ecstatic, and completely certain, something I haven't felt this strongly in a long time. Some may be saying "you're leaving a salaried job with no plans or anything lined up to move to a new state and start over? What's wrong with your life here?"
Nothing. Nothing is wrong with my life here. My life is beautiful, wonderous, and full. But why can't it be that way somewhere else?
I do have some stuff "in the works" but it's not anywhere near ready enough to share yet, so I am going to keep in under wraps for a bit longer. (Those of you that know me also know I am super sueprstitious, and so I don't want to jinx anything!) I can say that it is going to be incredible when it finally comes to frutition, and I can't wait to really make it happen.
So, this weekend we are moving all of our belongings into our new place, setting up, then coming back to tie up loose ends and finish out our final week in BTV before we call somewhere new our home.
Here's to leaps of faith, cosmic go-aheads, and new adventures!
