Thank you guys so much for the love when I snuck in the news that Fran had just been laid off in last week’s post about comparison. It could have been something we panicked over, or worried about, for sure. The last time something like this happened was ten years ago. Back then, the company he worked for was bought out and he was laid off. We cried and were stressed, but obviously everything worked out just fine. And it will again!
I want to share with you guys a little experiment I stumbled upon recently. When we found out I was pregnant with Tanner after a few months only of trying, it coincidentally happened right at a very tricky financial time for us. We’d had a lot of unforeseen expenses all at once, wiping out a lot of our savings, and on top of that we had to switch health insurance which meant some of our prenatal and hospital care was not as affordable as it could have been. It was incredibly stressful. The first few weeks of being pregnant, before we’d told anyone, I lay in bed worrying about it at night. Finally, I decided I just needed to get it out.
On a piece of paper, I wrote out all the specific things about our situation I was worrying about. I told myself that thinking about them constantly wasn’t going to change the situation, then I took the list, folded it up and tucked it in a corner of my wallet. I left it there, already feeling better, as if just by putting my worries in writing and giving myself permission to stop letting them fill my mind, the burden had lifted. Last week, a few days after Fran became unemployed, I was cleaning out my wallet and found that list. Reading it over, not ONE of the things I stressed about became an issue. I’d listed things like, what if we can’t find someone to take Roman when we go to hospital? What if we literally can’t afford the delivery costs? How can I afford to take any time off for maternity leave? All of those just took care of themselves, not without some scrimping and juggling, but everything worked out. It was proof, in writing, just as I needed a reminder again, that worrying doesn’t work.
In the spirit of that unintentional experiment, Fran and I have decided to take a huge leap that we’ve been thinking and dreaming about for a long time. (If you asked some of our closest friends, you’d hear that we’ve been rabbiting on about and vaguely threatening to do this for years.) We have lived in Brooklyn for ten years. We’ve lived in NYC for several years longer than that. But next month?
We will be living in Vermont.
Yup, you read that right!
We have rented an apartment, booked the movers and are starting over in Burlington, VT. We always wanted to do this before Roman went to school (and now we have two boys, there is double the incentive). We have run out of space in this little corner of Brooklyn we’ve called home for so long. We’ve run out of patience with the things you just put up with as New Yorkers, which wouldn’t fly in many other places in the country. And I am so excited to discover a new place and have a different quality of life. Although I am quite sure I will walk way too fast for quite some time after moving there.
So keep an eye out for some serious goodbye-to-NYC posts coming up over the next month, as we plan (quickly) for our next adventure in life.
Have you ever made a big decision quickly?
Do you worry, or do you just see what happens?
Any advice for an interstate move?