This has been a long process, to say the least. And I’ve had to keep things quiet for a bit but now we are free to announce: my family is moving to Virginia.
The sign is in the yard, all the papers are signed, and a new home a couple of thousand miles away awaits us.
And it has grass.
And a basement.
And I’m not quite sure how to express my love for both of these things coming from Arizona that had neither.
But first: we Disney. Twice.
Because… don’t y’all know me by now? Bahahahaha! Walt Disney World Marathon and the Light Side weekend are both smack dab in the middle of my moving plans. Naturally.
Not convenient, but that’s how life rolls sometimes.
I am sure there are some of you saying- wait, didn’t she JUST move to Arizona?
Sure. Three years ago.
To some, that’s a blink of the eye; to my husband and I it’s a super long time in the same place. That’s just how we are wired. Weird, right?
Why are we moving? Because there’s an excellent job opportunity waiting for Mr. Shenanigans and I’d never say no to a new adventure.
Well, that’s not true. If it had been a job in say, North Dakota, I’d probably have said, SEE YA and sent him on his way. I don’t do that kind of cold.
No offense ND, it’s not you, it’s all me. Big old weather wimp right here.
I don’t do any kind of cold, to be honest. And yep, I do know where Northern Virginia is located and just what happens there. It starts with Sno- and ends with me yelling NOPE and curling up in a basement next to a heater for three months out of the year.
So yeah, this is going to be fun, eh?
In the next couple months, you know, when I can breathe again, I’ll share more about this process. Because it’s been a process, y’all.
Some of you might be wondering what it’s like to move four kids cross country (again), and how exactly we are making it all work. Oh, and maybe just how monstrous we really are for making our kiddos move again.
Spoiler: this is My No-Guilt Life. We aren’t wracked by guilt, though of course, we aren’t immune to it either. There’s a smidge of that going on, of course! It’s never easy to see your kids hurting and sad.
But we aren’t monsters, and they are going to be fine. We can even make a case that it will make them better people (albeit sad ones for a little bit), but I’ll save that post for another time.
My kids are kind of cool and I’m so thankful for their resilience.
It’s a good story though, and I hope it helps other parents who are worried about how Big Scary Changes can affect their kids.
I kept a diary of sorts as to what was happening with us as we started planning this experience and when we finally get moved in, I’ll be sure to share it.
I hate saying goodbye as a general rule. We loved Arizona. There was family, there were friends who became family, and there was great weather and a fantastic running community. All good things and you’ll all be missed.
But there is so much to look forward to in Virginia.
Do you know how many of y’all live there?!
SO MANY FRIENDS. The internet: it’s the real deal, guys. I can’t tell you how helpful my friends online have been when I had all the questions about all the things in Virginia. Thank you, all of you, that were able to give suggestions and advice.
And I’m blessed to be moving within proverbial spitting distance of a couple of members of my tribe.
Plus, guys, they have Target. A freaking TWO-STORY TARGET OMG I CAN’T EVEN OVER HERE.
AND a Chuy’s.
Really, what more can a TexZona gal ask for?
We have a busy few weeks ahead of us, and I plan to keep things updated on the blog. Come and check on me now and then, and ask for an update if things go quiet. Or yell at me to get packing.
Either one would probably be helpful.
But first: I’m going to Disney World!