We were just four days into our trip. Four days after packing up a pretty damn good life in CA. Four days of limbo between what we knew as stable, financially sound, full of friends, comfort and a life we'd hope we'd be able to build in a state we thought would afford us the best opportunity to map out that very life we'd dreamed about.
And here we are a year later: 7.4.09. And certainly this life that we're living, while not entirely terrible, is not the picture we'd painted for ourselves a year ago. I think I can safely say we're on the right trajectory, but aiming ourselves has not been without it's letdowns and snags along the way. And we're still a long ways off from that life we gave up so much for.
Make no mistake: we've made progress in one year. We now have our own place, we're paying our bills, and I've landed a wonderful job (at least that's what it appears to be). Big Red still struggles with his job, we're no where near ready to buy a house, and we're not entirely sure where to plant ourselves.
I know there is no such thing as the perfect life. I can accept that. My lack of patience just has a way of getting in the way. I want it ALL now. That being said, I'm not stranger to struggle and hard work.
While I still have my moments of sour doubt, I continue to trust our judgement and decision to move. I will trust in hard work and patience and my ability to stay focused on the prize; the prize being my version of the perfect life. And that includes: a nice home, a family, a fulfilling career and a happy marriage - all of which are completely attainable.
We're just going to keep on keep'n on. Until we get there.
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