I feel like I’m still trying to get into the swing of things in the New Year. Our first order of business this month was the long-distance house hunt that resulted in a beautiful townhouse in Northern Virginia, and now we’re trying to figure out when our move-in date will be. Since we haven’t even stepped inside our new home (yep, we did everything over Skype/FaceTime), we’re going to drive down to Virginia around our closing date to check out everything and bring a car-full of items — and then we have to decided when we’re leaving Boston for good. I have mixed feelings, to say the least.
I always hate the end of a rotation because I become a ball of
stress weird. We have to contact the moving company and schedule important dates, we have to make plans with corporate housing, my husband has to communicate with his boss regarding his last day of work, and well, packing is a pain in my ass. Plus, have I mentioned how fun Boston is? I’m excited to move into our forever home since we haven’t been in one location for more than 6 months lately, but I can guarantee I’ll have tears streaming down my face as the car pulls away from our Cambridge apartment. I dislike feeling feelings. If only I could have my cold, black college heart back. Sigh…
Mainly, I’m worried about feeling content in one place. Right after we got married in August of 2011, we picked up and moved overseas… then we moved to Arizona, and Florida, and Massachusetts. Will our relationship change once we’re settled down? Will we be happy in Virginia? Sure, the townhouse is everything we wanted and more, but that doesn’t mean I’m not concerned. I just… I don’t even know. Can you tell I’m going nuts?
We’ve already decided that we’ll continue to take assignments abroad if the opportunity presents itself, and that our townhouse will be our home base, which will be wonderful for many reasons. We’ll be able to unpack our storage unit and have all of our belongings in one spot instead of spread throughout the United States, and hey, we can finally look at all of our wedding gifts we never even opened! It will be like Christmas in February/early March — whenever we move in.
Since I’m on the verge of having a stress-induced mental breakdown, my word for 2014 is going to be “positivity”. If I stay positive, everything will be okay, right? I hope so.
Here’s to more positivity in 2014!
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