I’m saying good-bye to this city:
and saying hello to this city.
After a year and a half of being a long-distance relationship, C and I are ready to make this become simply a relationship.
A month ago I opened my mail to discover the lease renewal form staring me in the face. C and I had a decision to make.
I could stay in Chicago, and take my chances with another roommate. Or I could stay in Chicago and move into a studio, but say good-bye to all the money I save by living in a two-bedroom unit. If I chose to stay, I would still be 700+ miles away from C for another year. That would be another year of paying $200-300 a month to see him for approximately 48 hours. If I stayed, I would still be working in an environment that didn’t support my growth as an educator. And it would be another year of a seemingly eternal winter.
It was daunting. And neither of us were content with the idea of another year of the 700-mile commute to see each other. So we went with another option.
I’m moving to DC in eleven days. And I have never been SO EXCITED in my life.
I am ready–SO ready–to say goodbye to “Can you hear me now”s and dropped calls (forget you, AT&T). I’m ready to have Scrubs marathons in person instead of over Netflix streaming.
I am ready to leap with faith.