And.......... that's all I got. Three things. Really, only two things because I'm sure I'll get a compost bin again one day. So no, I don't regret the move. I mean, I didn't think I would regret it, but before we moved there were a lot of naysayers (none of you kind people) who were certain that within a year we'd be jumping at the chance to move back to Florida.
So much has happened in Florida that would have had a huge impact on our lives had we chosen to stay. The boy's best friend moved to West Virginia. My best friend will be on her way to her new home in Indiana tomorrow, and Jay's close golfing buddy moved to Pennsylvania. It's amazing how quickly things can change. I'm glad we left when we did because I wouldn't want to be the person being left behind.
Not only would our social circle have changed, but it's quite possible Jay's work situation would have changed as well. No job is ever 100% secure, but since we've left, certain things have happened at that location that would have kept us on edge had we stayed. Here, Jay really has no day to day worries about his job.
As for me, I'm job hunting. Having been out of the workforce for so long, I'm scared. But excited. I'm so eager to work. I have some applications to fill out, and having talked to a few employers this morning, I'm feeling good about the reception I got. But, I'll be glad when the actual job hunting is over.
Looking back over the past few years I feel as if our lives were on hold while we were in Florida and we didn't begin to truly live until we left. The move has forced us to put ourselves out there and push ourselves in ways we didn't have to before.I guess only time will tell if the move was a good decision, but if you ask me, we've already come out on top.(All photos were taken at Portland's lovely and lush Forest Park.)