Two years since my last real post and it has been crazy wild, amazing, random, shocking, fun, annoying and a whole slew of other emotions.
Perhaps a brief time line is in order –
June 2015 – Sold the house and moved into the touring caravan – surprising I am still married to the same man I moved into it with and just as surprising we are still both alive
Sept 1 – Gave up our jobs of 15 years and 8 years respectively
Sept 7 – 20 went to Germany for our anniversary
Oct 1 went house hunting in the northeast of England.
Mid November 2015 – Mid January 2016 – Extended stay over the winter holidays with family in California (first California Christmas in over 11 years)
February 1 2016 – moved out of caravan and into lovely little 3 bed mid terrace (large kitchen and large rear garden were accomplished) in an awesome town in South Yorkshire. Yorkshire Rocks!!!
March 2016 found a job and am still there.
April – Garden is on the way to being a Veggie Haven and my Sanctuary.
One year (plus) on since relocating and we are still loving the decision to pull stakes and go wondering for a new life. We are both working and have great neighbors. Lots of new places to explore both close and not so far away as before.
My other half had been born and raised in Somerset and I had been there over 10 years. We decided to make the move before we got too old to do it because of the level of irreversible chances involved. There had been plenty of moments, up and down. and I will ramble in situ on them as the come to mind.
It you ever get an inkling to try something as crazy as this I highly recommend it.