Have you ever been really excited and scared shitless at the same time? That’s me right now. I’ve basically made the decision to start looking for a new job. As if that’s not scary enough, I’ve also decided that it’s time I left the state of Texas after living here for 37 years. The logistics of it all is a bit overwhelming, so I’m a little freaked out, but I know it’s the right decision. I’ve never done this before. The only times I’ve moved to a new town as an adult was when I left for college and the two times my ex-hubby got a new job. This move is going to be big…new state big.
I’m currently in the Austin area and have been since 2000. I’ve established roots here. I have friends here who I consider family. My parents and brother live in Arlington, which is less than three hours away. On the flip side, I think I may know two people in Nashville, so it’s going to be a bit lonely at first. Hell, I’ve never even been to Nashville unless you count changing flights at the airport.
When I’ve mentioned to close friends about my decision, usually the first question they ask is, “Why Nashville?” That’s a valid question. Part of the reason is that I’m what you would consider a “baby bear.” I don’t want things too hot or too cold. I want them just right. I looked at the weather a few minutes ago and compared Austin to Nashville. Here, it is 99 degrees outside. There? It’s 86. In July. 86. Yeah. Nashville actually has seasons but they aren’t too extreme. Again…baby bear.
Another reason for choosing Nashville is that it’s not that big of a change from the Austin area. I’m going from the live music capital to Nashville. That won’t be too much of an adjustment there. Sure, I work downtown right now, but I’m a suburbia girl. (Again, baby bear.) I can have the convenience of the music venues without being right in the middle of everything.
My third reason for choosing Nashville has to do with my recent trip in May. I went back to Kentucky and Ohio, where I’m originally from, to visiting friends and family. From Nashville, it’s about a 3 ½ hour drive to see my aunt, my cousins, and their kids. I NEVER see my family. They don’t come to Texas except once in a blue moon, so this would allow me a weekend trip to see them…or my sister and brother-in-law who live in Ohio. I can’t tell you how good it did my heart to see them all when I was there, but a rushed trip once every 2-3 years is not what I had in mind. Sure, if I want to see my parents and brother then I could just take a Friday off and fly there instead of spending most of my weekend driving. I rarely go up there as it is, and they rarely come down here. It would really be no different in that aspect.
Finally, the main reason I’m choosing to move is for the mere fact that I need to fucking shake up my life. Growth only happens outside your comfort zone, and I’ve gotten way too comfortable here. I want to meet new people. I want to see places I haven’t seen. I want to take a fucking chance for once and see what happens. This is the part that scares me to my core. I don’t think it will be a mistake to move, but this is a different kind of lonely. I know my friends and family will always be a phone call away, but I feel like I’ve relied on them for too long and need to find my own way. I want to find a job doing something that truly makes me happy. I’m not happy in my career now, so I feel change in imperative. The fear and excitement will push me forward, so I just need to trust my gut that this is what I need at this point in my life.