My kids have moved…
My children have left the state of California for our neighbor up north. I suppose I should be wringing my hands and crying in my soup, but I’m actually really happy for them. Don’t get me wrong, I wish they lived in Healdsburg. In fact, they entertained that idea until they started looking for a place to live up here and saw that the rental prices were just plain stupid. Those are my words, not theirs, and while I could probably state that fact more eloquently, “just plain stupid” is exactly what I want to say.
Oh, how I want them to live nearby! And I still haven’t discounted that this may happen one day. Jarrod and Amanda made the decision to leave the East Bay quite some time ago, but were undecided about where they wanted to go. Almost the entire world was their oyster, though they didn’t want to venture too far from California. The criteria was that it wasn’t so far away that they couldn’t come back to the Bay Area for somewhat frequent visits as they both have grandparents, and Amanda has younger brothers, and of course they both have mothers who love them very much.
The “world is their oyster” part is because Jarrod works from home so no new job to hunt for with a move, and since getting married the two of them been very smartly managing their money and paid off all their debt and saved and saved. Man, am I proud! No offense to my adorable, kind, and generous son, but my daughter-in-law is AMAZING with managing money. Just last weekend I sat down with her and her notebook so she could show me how they did it. What a brilliant girl he married!
So they decided to give it a year and see if this is the place to put down roots or if this is just an adventure among many future adventures. They arrived at their new home on Saturday and are almost settled in. Jarrod sent me a pic this morning of his home office. How could I possibly not be thrilled for them? There are trees! I can’t wait to visit. I already have the date on the calendar and the route mapped out. I will see you in the Spring, my darlings.