After working at the same company and living in the same town for 11 years, I’m more attached to my life than I thought. It’s easy to talk about change, focus on what you don’t like, and dream of better days. It’s a whole other thing to be sitting in a hotel, 1000 miles away from home, after you just finished an interview and you already know an offer is on it’s way.
I spent yesterday looking at houses with a realtor, learning about neighborhoods and school districts. About halfway through the tour, panic struck as I had the realization that I may really be moving away from my friends, co-workers, and town that I’ve loved. In the past 11 years I got married and had 2 kids in that town. I grew up professionally, changed as an individual, a fulfilled so many wonderful goals.
It’s been a whirlwind of emotions. I woke up this morning in total peace, like something was new and different and fresh – and my life would be better here. An hour later, I was in great duress over the idea of coming here – focusing totally on what the town (and job) does not offer that I had hoped for. Now, once again, I feel at peace with the idea of moving here.
I never had cold feet when I was engaged to my (now) wife. In fact, I’ve never had cold feet in any situation. Now I need to figure out if my cold feet are a sign that this is not the right decision for me, or if I’m just scared of change.