Saturday, May 17, 2014

Moving again, anxiety, and please hide those chips and cookies.

In August it will be eight years since we move from the Bay Area. It was very difficult, I had a new baby, postpartum depression, we didn't know anyone in the area but it was a smart move for husband's career.

The first winter was horrendous: snow and wind storm. I hated husband for six months, I hated him so badly, the poor guy.
Things started to improve and with time I made some very good friends. I started getting used to the weather, who needs an umbrella?, hiking under the rain?... sure! Another gray day?, let's bake!

All these years we have been living in the suburbs, which for me, snob-city- girl, was the worst experience that could have happened to me. OMG, I have to drive EVERYWHERE, this is like the country side, no wait... it's worse. Where is the people!!
But again, I got used to it. Not entirely, but I'm less angry about it.

When husband told me that the company in California he was having interviews with wanted to hire him, I had mixed feelings. Moving to the city in Seattle was something we had talked about. There's a difference between crossing the bridge with all your belongings, and changing city, state, house and life style... again.
It's been a hard process to accept the change, and in the middle I've hated-loved-hated the man one more time.

If you're thinking that going back to were we came from is not a big deal, you're wrong. Those six years in Berkeley have been my happiest ones in the USA. We didn't have children and I had a great job with kids that weren't mine. Now, we'll start a new life with two little ones and I worry about them. They're very excited and want a dog, and a backyard with flowers and they think it will barely rain.

I'm so overwhelmed thinking about our things being packed in two months, going through papers,toys, etc. we don't need, preparing the house for the sale, trying to find a house to rent in Berkeley, enrolling the kids in the school, and the everyday life that doesn't stop to get THOSE things done. I want to sleep for three months and wake up with (no, not a kiss from husband) a cocktail in my hand in Bora Bora.

Here are some common Q&A for all of you:

1. Do you have a house yet? No, we don't. We're still looking.
2. Are you packing? No, I still need my towels and plates.
3. Have you sold your house? No, Open House coming on Memorial Day weekend.
4. Do you a have school for the kids? Yes, we do and they're going to public school.
5. Would you like a hug? Yes, please.