The title of my blog is suddenly meaningless and a little bit condescending. It's a constant reminder that we failed. It's not as if I am blindsided by this reality, I mean, we had a rough start. One year just wasn't going to be enough time and I realized that pretty soon after we moved here. I just wish we could be done with this part of our lives.
Life in Washington goes into hibernation mode during the winter months. Everything slows down and people wait inside their homes until the Farmers Market comes back to town and whale watching season starts up again. In case I haven't been clear about Anacortes, there isn't much shopping and dining, clubs, bars, concerts, festivals, or any kind of gatherings targeted towards young people that exist within our town. In fact, Will and I have to drive about an hour and a half to get to a "real" city. You know, a place with a Trader Joes, and a decent mall and a Chipotle. During the summer, we did a lot of hiking and camping and BBQ-ing and drinking, all of which were relatively solitary activities but at least the sunshine and exercise kept us from feeling as isolated as we were. Now that the sun has been gone for about 6 months now, it is painfully apparent that there is no where to go and nothing to do. Since the day we moved here, people assured us that the weather "Isn't that bad" and the "The summers are spectacular!" But seriously, the weather is REALLY bad. Not because it's particularly cold or even rainy, but it never changes. Its always, partly cloudy, 45 degrees and windy. Even in the summer, the weather was pretty much the same. Sure, we had a week or 2 of sunshine and warmth, but that was it. So I'm hibernating. Watching the wind rip out trees and the rain create lakes in our backyard.
I think the real reason I am so mopey lately is because we've instituted a sticked budget plan to get us back to Southern California by September. I know how important is is for us to stay on track but its really hard. I like shopping. I like eating out and I like getting away from Anacortes.
I am, however, really optimistic about moving in with Kelly Suk this September. Even though we have a long ways to go before we'll be ready to move, It seems close enough for me to start looking for houses and planning future remodels for my fictitious house. And that is the most exciting part about moving in with Kelly: We can afford to rent a big house. No more sharing walls and laundry rooms and no more carpets stained with bong water. I know that I have been bitching about how much I hate having roommates but Kelly is more like... I dunno, an extension of me. We've known each other for so long now that we instinctively... blend? I mean, we're completely different people who have totally different lives, but at the same time, when our two lives interact, they do so flawlessly. I am not worried about how living together will affect our friendship nor am I worried about how it will affect my marriage. Since Will and I are totally in sync and move together like a school of fish, Kelly fits in just the same. So I've started fantasizing about hardwood floors and a big back yard and a guest room and Thanksmas 2011.
We're looking to move to south Los Angeles or Long Beach because we still need to be close enough to Orange County so Kelly can get to school and work. But we all agreed that we've out grown the OC for the time being and we need to start the next chapter of out lives in a new city. Regardless of where we end up, though, I know that I will be infinitely more happy than I am in Anacortes.
