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I’ve been simultaneously so excited and so sad about this news we are sharing with you today.
As many of you have guessed, yes, we are moving back to Oregon! We’ve been living here with my in-laws for months with every intention of going back to NYC and even have the cancelled flights to prove it. But there came a time 4 weeks ago where Gordon and I tried our hardest to figure out what was best for our family given our circumstances. Homeschooling? In person schooling? Hybrid? Could I make three different in-person school schedules work for three different schools for my three school-aged kids? When would I work? When could I work? Can I do it all alone while Gordon was working 60+ hours a week? What would I do if he was traveling for work? Can we get a nanny? Could we even find a part time nanny? What are the odds we would get sick? We couldn’t figure it out. Nothing was clicking or making sense.
And then that uneasy, nagging feeling hit Gordon deep down in his heart. None of those were the right decisions for us. We needed to leave.
So after going back and forth on what “leaving” looked like, we made the decision for Gordon to resign and do the majority of the homeschooling and for me to work full time from home. I probably had a harder time with my husband wanting to quit than he did because he truly loves his job and he is GOOD at it. Also, it took him 12 years to get to this kind of level and status. But when push comes to shove, it’s just a job and he can get another. Maybe in a year or two when things are a little more back to normal.
As far as deciding on location, we weren’t sure where we wanted to end up because with our kids not going to school, us not really going to church right now and most communities still somewhat quarantining, how would any of us make friends? So after talking about Boise and then Portland, we decided to move back to a neighborhood we were familiar with, west of Portland with the same friends we left 4 years ago. One of those friends sent me some listings of homes in her neighborhood not thinking anything would come of it aaaand jokes’ on her, we purchased the one right around the corner.
It’s a decently sized home on a quiet street in a quiet small town about 40 minutes from Portland…just what we were looking for.
While we are so excited to move in, we are so sad to leave what few friends we had left in the city. My heart is breaking thinking about never seeing them again. While our experience in NYC wasn’t the greatest, our friends made it worth it. The only reason we were able to last as long as we did was because of those friends. We will never forget our time there.
So, Gordon is packing up our apartment and I’m staying here with the kids. He will be packing up this next week with the movers and then hitting the road and will drive our car across the country. (Sound familiar? I don’t feel that bad for him…ha!) ANYWAYS, that is what has been going on these past few weeks and why I’ve been so hit and miss with my instastories. We are just planning the next few weeks, trying to navigate movers and travel and selling items and more.
We are hoping to close on the house early September and then move in around the 12th, give or take a few days. Again, still working out the details, but we are so excited to be staying for good.