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Monday
Mar092009

Why are you not in West Virginia yet, woman?

One or two of you no doubt think I made up the whole story about how I was taking a little sabbatical from my life and moving to West Virginia, as some leftover-from-childhood cry for attention, or some such. Seeing as how more than once I've declared to anyone who would listen that I was, I'm Serious This Time, heading that way any day now, with a van filled with my life's essentials.

Have decided to stop blogging the starts and stops and just let you know when I get there. Didn't go today. Not going tomorrow. In fact, although I do plan to go up for a couple of days sometime in the next few weeks, I don't see me actually Doing My WV Thing until early April.

Every time I think I've cleared the way to go, I realize I was just deluding myself. Turns out I didn't quite take seriously enough what would be involved in shutting down my life here. Even giving myself permission to return to Greensboro as needed. Even if that return was every other weekend.

I don't know how the Redpaths are doing it. They're selling everything and leaving the country for a year, with each other plus their two kids in tow. Here it's just me. And an empty house less than a 3 hour drive from here. If I had their hurdles, it'd take me 3 years to get ready to go. (www.fromheretouncertainty.com) I keep their faces in front of me every time I start to whine about how much there is to do.

So until further notice, let's just say:

  • I'm still planning to go,
  • I don't know when it's happening,
  • A part of my brain was apparently turned off when I decided to do this, and the other part kept booking "stuff" same as always,
  • If you're waiting for me to get back to you, please pardon the delay - I'm packing and moving things to storage right now, to get myself ready to return to uber-portable, nomad living for a while,
  • And in spite of how nervous living like this makes lots of you (I know: you've told me,) I'm actually okay. A little stressed about how much I've planned to fit into this week, but working on letting that go any minute now...

Happy March, ya'll!

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Reader Comments (4)

When you NEED to go, you will. I think it's easier for us because there are two of us making the decisions. When one of us wakes up in a cold sweat wondering what the hell we're doing, the other can say something like, "No really, it's the right thing to do. Really... I promise... I think... really..." And then we keep moving forward.

Mar 9, 2009 at 11:09PM | Unregistered CommenterBob redpath

Thank you for this, Bob. You make a good point about there being two of you. My plans are so arbitrary and since I keep accepting invitations and making plans here in town, it makes things harder to leave...without someone to gently remind me I'd said I was leaving and all. Moving forward sounds good. Come April 5 or so... I'm all over that. :)

Mar 10, 2009 at 11:37PM | Registered CommenterMelody

WV has been in the same place since there was a WV and I'm pretty sure it's not moving anytime soon. You'll get there when you're suppse to get there and not before. Besides it's so lovely in the spring.

Mar 14, 2009 at 9:20PM | Unregistered CommenterTamara

When Brenda and I made the decision to move to "Sweet home Alabama" from SC, it was scary too, because we didn't have jobs, a place to live, and we still had a mortgage, and were leaving jobs with great benefits, but we new it was the right time. Remember Proverbs 3:5-6..."Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight." Mom told me a long time ago, "Trust God, and he'll never lead you astray." Follow that advice and you won't go wrong. You go girl!

Mar 23, 2009 at 8:56AM | Unregistered CommenterEverett
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