As you all know, my list if wishes and dreams are pretty much all coming true. My Go Big or Go Home 2011 list is almost complete.
New Job: Check
Perfect Baby Girl: Check.
Weight loss: Postponed until June 15, 2012 (due to the three above, I have given myself a pass until the dust settles on all the other life change).
I consider myself very very very lucky. Extremely lucky. Blessed.
But that doesn't mean that I am not looking back with a bit of nostalgia.
On Saturday, we move. Yesterday we took the last walk through our neighborhood as a family. We've already had our last night out in the City for Mr. Spice's b-day (thanks to an awesome friend who babysat); we ordered in pancakes for the last time (yes, we order in pancakes from the place next door because they are so yummy and because we can); we walked to the library, dry cleaner, baby store, book store, grocery store, Walgreens, the Five and Dime, Peet's coffee, the park, and our favorite lunch place (all on the same trip) for the last time.
We've done a lot of lasts as SF Residents. Sometimes we knew it was the last time and sometimes not. I have been lucky enough to live in SF proper for 5 years now. The first stint was for two years, and then I moved out of the City and in with Mr. Spice. When I moved out, I made Mr. Spice promise that we'd live in the City again sometime. So in a way, the last three years have been bonus time.
Ridiculously awesome bonus time. We joke that our little Sugar Bear has caused all this change and caused us to uproot our entire lives. But the reality, we wanted this change, we asked for it head on. And I am so excited for our future.
BUT all that said, I am going to miss this City, THE City tremendously. I am going to miss our awesome one-bedroom apartment, our amazing neighborhood, all of the dog parks, living three blocks from a National Park, the views of the Bay, living within walking distance to great food and even better friends, the Farmer's Markets and food truck frenzy, etc. The list could go on forever.
This week is bittersweet. I have always been scared of the unknown, and moving our entire lives to the Country is a great unknown for this City Girl.
The funny thing is- I started this blog as a place to share my future dream house inspiration- my own pinterest if you will. And now, I am moving into that house- the house were I get to make those dreams a reality.
As as I stated in one of my very first posts:
This City will always be the place that Mr. Spice and I met, the place we fell in love, the place we explored together, the place we ate amazing meals, had ridiculously fun nights out, the place we got MARRIED...
And the place we became a family and had our baby girl.
This week is bittersweet for sure. But that's how all good books end.
Here's to the next book in my (our) series.
As I said to a friend this weekend, our new lives start Saturday. The irony of statement- we will have been friends for 20 years this Fall. Proof that life changes and you do move on- but you can keep the good stuff with you.
So here's to the City. And you can bet your Aunt Sassy that I have already made Mr. Spice promise that we will move back some day.
Retiring in SF? That sounds divine.