I feel like I had just started to settle into my new house in the country. We were loving the new neighborhood, the hubby’s short commute to work and the adorable town of Camberley. We had finally stopped complaining about the lack of sun and were embracing the chilly days. Mr. Ripley loved his new backyard with grass. But life had other plans for us and a day before I left for camp, my husband told me we were about to embark on a big adventure!
Living as an expat always has the touch of possibility that at any moment, with hardly any notice, you could be asked to move…quickly. Luckily, we’ve never experienced this ourselves but have witnessed it several times. Plans change, projects change and opportunities become available and then you move.
This move is very different. 1) We now have Mr. Ripley. 2) My job and life has really blossomed while living here in the U.K. and I have a lot to sort out. 3) My husband will not be living with us full time. And those are just 10% of all the things
running flying thru my brain currently. Never mind we still need to decide where to live, finding Dr.’s for my Type 1 diabetes, ending contracts in the UK for house, TV, cell, bank, etc…and a zillion other things! The husband will be working 28 days on/ 28 days off – meaning every other month I’ll be flying solo and dealing with my T1D alone (so to speak). So, lots of changes….in a very, very short timeframe.
IF YOU HAD TO MOVE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO?
Since my visa is tied to my husbands, I can’t stay in the U.K., which means back to America I go… That also means Mr. Ripley will become an American dog. (more on that later) We decided that Florida would be where we would set up for now, somewhere in the Clearwater Beach area. My parents just moved there so it will mean lots of support, which I will need.
THE PLAN: THERE IS NO PLAN.
But I did say “set up for now” because we don’t have a long term plan. Everyone is always so damn focused on the “plan”. Life is short, Type 1 Diabetes is hard and all we know is that we desperately miss the sunshine. I also really miss living on the water, it calms me in a way that nothing else does...not even running. But most importantly, I will be within living minutes from my parents. I haven’t been that close in over 17 years. #timeflies
Planning a new life in 4 weeks is a bit nuts but I’ll be sharing it all. But those pretty, polished posts will be getting thrown out the window for now until things calm down. I’ll be throwing a whole lotta real at you and probably a lot more vlogs too. (Are you following my YouTube channel?) The plan is to fly back across the pond to Florida this weekend and spend the week checking out neighborhoods. Enjoying the sun and making some big decisions… #fingerscrossed
After that it all gets a bit crazier – packing, an Italian cruise (pre-booked) to celebrate our 8 year anniversary, more packing and then all the goodbyes. The official “move” will be the last week in September, after my Ealing Half Marathon on September 24th. (excited) The hubby (hopefully) will head to Kat while I will fly to the US….only to return a week later for 2 more races and to get Mr. Ripley.
I bet some of you were wondering how Mr. Ripley was getting to America…. He and I will be taking the Queen Mary 2 on a Trans-Atlantic cruise to NYC. Yes, they allow dogs on the boat! I really didn’t want to board him under the plane and this was the perfect, calm option. I get to walk him and see him everyday and when we land in NY, we simply walk off the boat together. Cool eh?!
WOULD YOU TAKE YOUR DOG ON A CRUISE?
Off to get ready for the hubby’s farewell party at work… Do you know in the UK when you leave your job – YOU buy everyone else drinks? Definitely not what we do in the US… #CHEERS