In every plan, there is a point at which you've gone too far and there's no turning back. We got to that point in our plan to move to Oregon yesterday evening when we signed a lease on what will now be our apartment in Murray Hill. We'll be moving in on September 7th.
I know many of our family and friends think we're crazy. That we're making rash decisions. That we haven't thought this plan through. I assure you we have given this plan a lot of thought, that we know the risks and we feel that we're doing what is in the best intrest of our family. Will it turn out to be a mistake? Who knows. Will it turn out to be the best thing we've ever done? Who knows. Last year when John accepted the promotion we were thrilled and hopeful. Sure, it was a risk for him to leave a position he loved to do something completely different, but the MONEY! The OPPORTUNITY! That didn't turn out so well. That's the thing about taking risks, they're risky.
We're planning to make a big life change. We're leaving our home town. We're selling the big house in favor of a small apartment. John's making a career change, and we're well aware he might have to start at the bottom and work his way up again. I'm probably going to go back to work myself. At least until we get reestablished in Portland.
Would it have been better to sell the house first, get John a job in Oregon, then have him quit his job and then move? Well sure, of course that would have been ideal, but it didn't work out that way. It seems our plan had a mind of it's own and started executing backwards and we're trying to keep ahead of it by taking control of the things we can, namely getting our butts to Oregon and start looking for work. It's probably better that it's happening this way because now we're actually following through on it. Had it happened the way we were planning, it would have been too easy to just stay in the situation we were unhappy with, formulating plans to escape that would never come to pass.
Things seem to be working out perfectly so far. Until we got to Portland this week, I was sure our plan would fizzle out and die because we wouldn't like it here, or we couldn't find a place we liked, or we wouldn't be approved or we'd have to live in a less desirable area. But instead, we LOVE it here. We found a great place in a really nice area. In fact, I'd say it's nicer than where our house is now. Now the rest of the plan is out of our hands. We have to rely on other people to buy our house and hire us. There's not much we can do about the house, it will either sell or it won't. It's a nice house, I can't imagine no one wanting to live there. And I like to think John and I are still hire-able with skills that are in demand in the workforce today. Sure, we might not be able to get THE PERFECT jobs right out the gate, but I can't believe between us we won't find anything.
Right now we're both excited. A little nervous, but mostly excited. We don't know what the future will bring, but we can do our best and hope it will bring good things.
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