Last fall we decided to resume the job searching. California is nice for its weather and wonderful coast line. Sadly, beautiful beaches and sunny winters cannot pay for the high price tag of homes and cost of living. It also doesn’t null all of the wild rules and laws that adorn California. As fast as we moved there, we were ready to move on.
Our goal was to be in California for at least two years, but things were shifting at the Hubs job and we decided it was time to move on. Three busy seasons of working like crazy and one year of resident RV life was enough to buy us a ticket to the next adventure.
As the hubs and I were job shopping, searching and applying places we constantly were asking each other “Where do we go now?”
I love the West, it is home and so we started our search there. We looked into most major cities all around the West. Applied and interview for a few and when the question of where to go would come up my reply was usually that I am pretty much open to anywhere but Alaska and the Midwest. Texas was high on the list along with opportunities in Nevada (Reno and Las Vegas) and North Carolina.
I am not sure where the distain for the Midwest boiled deep within me. My only personal visit was a 24 hour layover in Minnesota a dozen year ago. I remember seeing the land of many lakes with water puddles everywhere as we flew in to the Twin Cities. One canceled flight after another kept us there longer than planned. We took a bus to the Mall of America and eventually the airline agreed to give us a hotel for a couple hours sleep before we could catch the next flight at 6am on to New York City. It turned out to be a fun day.
I have heard of brutal Midwest winters and humid misery of summer. That is probably why I didn’t want anything to do with this place.
As the job searching continued, Indiana came up. In all honesty Indiana was as foreign to me as living in India. Never thought of living there, don’t know much about it. All I knew it that it was in the Midwest, and I am anti-Midwest right???
When the application turned to an interview and then a job offer, we prayed about it and there was something driving us deep within. We also had a job offer in North Carolina, and honestly my head and heart wanted to go to North Carolina for a dozen reasons. But when it came to asking the Lord, he wanted us to come to Indiana.
So with blind faith, we accepted the job in Indiana and began the process of packing, shifting, planning our cross country move.
There were so many details that had to be addressed before we could head East. Sell the RV. Eliminate more stuff so everything could fit in our 6×12 trailer. Make a stop in Idaho to pick up the remainder of belongings we left in storage. Fly back to California to pick up a car we left behind.
Once in Idaho, we sold our “truck” and 6×12 trailer, gathered all our things from family who held onto some of our bigger items and rented a Uhaul for the remainder of the trek East.
Faith, another act of faith. Without myself and the kids ever setting foot in Indiana we accepted the job and started moving forward.
I know it has been a while since I have been around the blog scene, but I hope I can get back into gear. Life has become a little simpler and I have so much to share with the world!
Have you ever moved to a place that you have never visited first?
Please comment below and let me know you were here (especially friends and family, I miss you all dearly!) J J
And please if you live in the Midwest I would love to connect!!