Master got a job offer in San Francisco, California. We always knew when we moved down to San Antonio, Texas that this is NOT where we wanted to be for long. (We’re just not your average bible-belt type and we have no interest in spending YEARS to help the um, bible thumpers around here wake up and smell the 21st century.)
He’s had this offer for nearly a year now and has been trying to convince me that we should move ever since this company first contacted him. At first I was apprehensive “Another move? We just got here!” and “But California has earthquakes and shit.” were common things I would say whenever the topic came up. Honestly though, it was more the thought of moving AGAIN that made me scrunch my nose and refuse to even consider the idea. Master knows that I would follow him to the ends of the earth if he asked me to, but he also asks for and appreciates my input on such big life changing decisions.
Well the new company finally upped the pay enough that saying “No thanks” would just be a ridiculously stupid idea. Master has already been contracting with them for months, he has friends that work there (that he’s known for forever) and most of his other computer buddies have already packed up and moved out to Cali for one tech related job or another. Master has flown out there a few times to do work for them on stuff I can’t even begin to attempt to describe (I’m techy, but he’s like Bill Gates techy!)
Master gave me the news a few weeks ago: it’s official we’re moving to San Francisco. I immediately jumped on board with the idea, which shocked even me. The only explanation I have is that after a year of hearing about this company in Cali and doing some random research on the areas surrounding San Francisco, I finally warmed up to the idea.
Plus the beach is RIGHT THERE and the mountains and hiking trails and camping locations are an arm’s length away! And yes, I know it’s cooler at night there than it is here in Texas, but we moved down here from upstate New York! Bring back the cold!! I enjoy the mild winter we have here in San Antonio. Who doesn’t like telling all their friends that it’s 72°F and you’re wearing a tanktop and jeans while your poor friends are stuck inside because of a blizzard that randomly popped up? BUT the summers here are just AWFUL. It got to 115°F way too easily for my liking and it STAYED THERE for days and days and days!
I am looking forward to moving. I’m excited about moving to a state that is known for being more forward thinking and hippy, liberal, tree-hugging (even if I’m not quite that green myself) than staying in, well Texas…
The only question we’re facing now is: do we move at the end of the summer as we planned? (Master leaves this week for San Francisco, he plans to fly back often, but he’ll be there long before school lets out here) Or do we go ahead and move the whole family now? (Probably around Spring Break time for us) I would love to move sooner rather than later. The kids are doing well in the schools down here, but they’ve had the worst time trying to make friends and I know how stressed they will be when Daddy leaves and isn’t here to pick them up and spin them around in circles or go on random weekend bike rides and walks to the store with them, or give them the big bear hugs that dads are known for whenever they want it.
I also know how much more stressful it will be for me if we stay here another six months. Going from having someone here to help out with the kids, reinforce house rules, keep me grounded and calm when I just want to fly off the handle and just hang out with to only having the internet to connect us again is going to be rough. It’s doable, but it’s rough just the same. I think emotionally, moving this spring instead of this summer is a smart idea. But even if that doesn’t pan out, and we wind up waiting till summer to move, we are still moving.
One thing that I don’t have to worry about (thank fuck) is packing. Master’s new job is paying for the packing and the moving of all our stuff. The kids and I will be taking about a week to drive out there (time for some serious mother-daughter bonding!) but 99% of our things will be packed and moved for us! I get the fun job of getting rid of anything and everything we don’t use, need or plan to take with us. My neighbors are getting a ton of really awesome free shit and the trash pick up people have gotten to know me by name. Thankfully I’m great at brewing coffee and can bribe just about anyway to help a girl out. I’ve also learned that if I put something on the curb and hang a big sign that says “FREE!” on it, then wait about half an hour, that item will be gone with the wind!
Look out California, here we come (soon anyway!)