Ch-ch-changes.

Mar 26, 2012 10:00

Kyle and I made the official decision last week that we're moving back to Massachusetts, which has been interesting overall. I'm generally pretty happy about it--there are things that worry me (Massachusetts has a higher cost of living than Texas, for example), but I won't lie--I'm glad to be going home. Kyle is frustrated because he said it feels like a retreat to him, like we're admitting "we couldn't do it," and I understand that frustration, too.

Right now, we're waiting to choose a moving date until Kyle hears back from a good family friend of ours in Massachusetts who may have a job for him. It'd be a great position--he'd basically be shooting, editing, and creating training videos for this company's employees, then uploading them to the company website and editing the website to make it viable for mobile use. The basic idea he had was to make sure that the company knows he'll not only create the content but actually do the work to make it available to people on the go. I'd hire him...but then again, I'm biased.

Obviously, if Kyle gets this position, that's the ideal situation. In that case, we'd just live with my folks during the transition and find ourselves a place of our own. We'd have to cut back on a lot of things overall, but we'd be alright.

If Kyle doesn't get the position, things are more strained but still alright. The reason we're moving to Massachusetts either way is because my parents have basically offered us the in-law apartment in their basement free of rent. They're being ridiculously gracious; they even offered to install cable down there for us and find us whatever furniture we need to live there comfortably. In short, they're thrilled that we're moving up there. They understand that it's not the best circumstances, but considering that they're going from seeing me twice a year tops to seeing me on a daily basis, I can understand their excitement.

Kyle's family is understandably less thrilled. They're cautioning us not to move before Kyle has a job, but we're in a place right now where staying just isn't viable. Kyle is fortunate enough to have a savings account in place for emergencies like this (we're dipping into it to finance our move), but staying here would drain that in less than six months, assuming that neither of us found work between now and then (which I'm not sure either of us will, considering job postings have turned to rather slim pickings lately). The biggest financial burden for us is, understandably, rent, and if we can be somewhere that we don't have to pay rent (or cable or electricity!), that will considerably lighten the load.

As per usual, I'm coping with the myriad of changes by planning, planning, planning. Last night, Kyle and I chose our route (we'll be taking four days to drive up instead of the usual three because Kyle is going to be doing all of the driving, since he's driven a UHaul before and knows that I am skittish about it. And yes, this was his idea), and I've been scouting hotels along the way the past several days. I even got excited and created a food budget for us, which is something I'm not usually too keen on doing (budgets, I mean). The overall idea of moving is overwhelming, but planning like the neurotic planner I am helps on some level.

In lighter news, my two best friends--Kat and Mike--are coming down to visit in about two weeks, and I'm planning for that as well, though with significantly less apprehension and more excitement. And, really, I'm more excited overall about these changes. Things are going to end up being awesome, I'm sure of it.

moving, kyle

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