Happy Wednesday. It’s July 31 and by the time you read this post I’ll be on a plane heading for my new home in Naples, Florida after twelve years living in Connecticut. I’m very excited about the move, our new house that we’re building and the change of climate. I won’t miss you, Old Man Winter. I don’t care what you say.
The decision to move was a gamble. My husband and I bought property before our CT home was sold. Foolishly, we thought selling would be the hard part. Oh no! Moving is the hard part. Not the sentimental part of saying goodbye to old friends or throwing out something you’ve held onto forever just cuz. No, the actual moving. HOLY COW!
I’ve looked around our house over the last month and wondered how we accumulated so much junk. It reminds me of how much crap we let fall into our writing, just cuz. Being at RWA this month and taking Deb Dixon’s class on voice taught me that even though I have a fairly distinct writing voice, taking a class in the basics reconfirms that just like in your home, you have to occasionally throw out things you’ve held onto in order to clear space and be more authentic.
I can honestly say that I’ve enjoyed my time in CT so much and I’ll miss all of my friends, but at the same time, I’m looking forward to the next chapter in my life. So tell me, did you ever have to move? Where did you move to/from? Did anything about your move show up in your writing?