Many many times I have heard on House Hunters or read in someone's travel blog “We sold all of our things and we decided to move to … someplace beautiful and exotic.”
They say it as if all you need to do is push a magical button and “Woosh” you are on your way to an exciting new adventure. Throw your things aside and get on a plane.
But it doesn’t work that way. At least, it sure didn’t work that way for me.
You may not have been counting, but It has been over a month since anyone has heard a peep from Whelan on Walkabout.
I was disappointed to miss my one-year blogging anniversary. Writing about my travels has enhanced my experience and focused my photography. Blogging is fun. But sometimes life needs to take priority over blogging.
“When we last left our Restless Roaming Retirees they were heading to Redmond, Washington, to live in a Vesta apartment. “
We were packing and planning and downsizing to move into an uninspired apartment when a property in Olympia, Washington caught our attention. Unlike the homes we saw over the last three months, this one ticked all of our boxes.
- In Olympia.
- Under budget.
- Near trails.
- Near downtown.
- Near services, grocery, drugstore, gym.
- Two story townhouse.
- Mature native landscaping.
- Needing some renovation, but livable.
- With a garage and a small private outside space.
Between Tumwater, Olympia, and Lacy, this place is within five miles of downtown, but on the edge of a rural landscape. North to the Capitol of Washington; south to forested open space. One and a half hours away from Seattle or Portland, Oregon, and we have family within a two hour drive for holidays and special occasions.
Funny how fast things life can take a turn, especially when you have a Big Plan and high expectations. Sometimes, it is good to take a risk. If life throws you an interception, all you can do is catch the ball and run for the goal.
We made a cash offer and asked for a two week escrow. The timing would have us moving into Olympia just a few days after moving out of Clovis. It was a perfect schedule allowing for a few days of travel, and it was one of the fastest decisions we have ever made.
But moving that fast came at a cost. It was one of those things like pulling off a band-aid. “Just rip it off and get on with it.”
I was sad. I was stressed. I was busy. I was crowded. I went dark.
No photos. No writing. No silly travel tales. No bloggin. No Whelan on Walkabout.
But I was doing what I wanted to do. Doing what I needed to do.
I understand why people don’t move. It is sickening hard.
I also understand why people do move. A whole new world opens up.
So now I am declaring the Great Purge (a.k.a downsizing), and The Big Move North both over and done. We have our new home in Washington and Whelan is on walkabout once again.
Whelan on Walkabout now wonders “Where will we wander in Washington?”
Thank you for following along.