Since the hubby’s in the Navy, we never really know where we’ll be sent next but got the inside scoop that there was a job opening in Ventura, CA at the end of the year. The job there for my husband seemed like a pretty done deal.
I was so excited since we wanted to stay on the west coast anyway and will be calling Seattle home in 3 or so years.
Then a bomb was dropped on us. As usual, my husband waited until the last possible second of the day, around 11pm, to tell me that he got word that the military will be sending us to coastal Maine in July.
Holy culture shock, Batman!
I have nothing against Maine and think it will actually be pretty cool (even with a ton of snow) but I’ve always been a California girl and planned out the next 3 years with us staying in Cali. We currently live in Northern California and have for nearly 3 years.
I just want to make it clear that I don’t hate that I’m moving to Maine, just that I’m already homesick for California and would be that way no matter where we moved…. even if it was to my beloved Seattle.
When my husband and I were living in D.C. years ago, he was sent up to Bath, Maine about 3 or 4 times for business and he loved it.
Everything I know about Maine, I learned from Stephen King, which doesn’t really help.
From what I’ve seen of it, it looks gorgeous.
I just never expected that we would actually be moving there. We don’t offically have the orders so it may change but that’s not likely.
The only thing I’m really freaking out about there is all of that snow. Sure it may be fun at first, but then it will snow and snow and snow and snow.
I just picture blizzards, no electricity, and all of us stuck in the house, driving each other insane.
I can see myself going crazy with cabin fever and writing over and over… “All work and no play makes Elle a dull girl”.
I’ve been taking one step forward and three steps back with depression and while it’s more of an improvement than it used to be, I’m still struggling with depression and anxiety quite frequently.
Especially now, since this will be such a big change in our lives. The panic attacks have picked up no matter how much I try not to stress.
I really need to see if I can go back to my therapist (who I stopped seeing late last year) for a little “tune-up”.
The bright side is we’ll be close-ish to Boston and I’m hoping we’ll be able to make a few trips down to NYC while we’re living there.
I’m going to try and drink a bottle of shut the fuck up, stop my whining, and think of how nice it will be to move to Maine.
If you live there now or have ever lived there, please let me know what I should be expecting. Does it really snow buckets? Will we be trapped inside the house all winter while I’m at my computer writing “All work and no play makes Elle a dull girl”?