And then I moved to Maitland

So what happened next? Sorry it’s been so long between drinks dear blog followers. I’ve been super busy with practical matters like working full-time and commuting up and down the highway between Sydney and the Hunter. I did it for so long that the road itself was re-branded, from the F3 to the M1, and another whole freeway was constructed, the (wonderful) Hunter Expressway. That kind of puts it into perspective doesn’t it?

Obviously decisions had to be made, both practical and emotional. Long distance relationships are finite, ultimately someone has to move, but who was it going to be?

The incurable romantics are wrong, love doesn’t always win out. But three and a half years after we first met it love did win me over; I moved to Maitland.

The decision to move proved to be unexpectedly easy. Actually driving away from Sydney, the city I loved so much and which held the narrative of my entire life, was much, much harder. Much. And leaving my dream job gave me more than a few anxious moments.

For baby boomers think the TV sit-com ‘Green Acres’, for those who tragically missed the generation lottery and were born after the boomer era, i.e. the Golden Age, here’s a re-cap:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_Acres

Or just watch the video intro to the series, it says it all: www.youtube.com/watch?v=umS3XM3xAPk

The move, in July 2013, has proved to be more than just a new beginning. Soon I’ll be ready to tell that story.