"I am not afraid of storms…”

“...for I am learning how to sail my ship."

There’s a much-discussed analogy about life being a piece of music. Something we’re supposed to enjoy while it’s happening rather than focus only on the ending.

Well, Philly-Fans, I feel I’m making the decision to dance along rather than trying to skip the track.

I’ve been living and working in London for about 6 years now. At first it was exciting and fun but over the past 18 months or so it’s dawned on me that I don’t actually like my day-to-day existence very much.

My job is very stressful, my commute is very stressful, and once I get home I just want to sit in my pyjamas and knit. I’m not taking advantage of living in London but I’m getting all the disadvantages. 

So why am I doing this? Wishing away my weeks but being so tired on the weekends I don’t do anything? Never seeing my friends? Always worrying?

Well these are questions CB and I have been asking ourselves for a little while now, and we’ve slowly come to the decision that it makes no sense. This is not how life has to be. This is not a situation we are stuck in. This is our life and we have control over how we spend it.
To that end, we are moving. Moving jobs, moving house, moving lives. Moving, in fact, about 200 miles from where we currently are to live in the north of England. Better jobs with more income, more autonomy, and shorter commutes, in an area known for friendly people, good quality of life, and being more affordable.

And it’s terrifying, my god it’s terrifying, but it’s also really exciting. I’m taking stock of what I have and comparing it to what I want, and I’m turning one into the other.


*Quote from Louisa May Alcott