Happy Friday! I’m so relieved to finally have the weekend in sight. This week was my first back in the office since Christmas, and it kind of kicked my butt. I’m a creature of habit and routine, so it was nice to pick back up where I left off back in December, but I probably pushed myself a little too hard. It didn’t help that I’ve decided to detox my system post-holidays, so I didn’t have any wine on hand to help quell the stress.
Does anyone else feel like January is one of the hardest months of the year? With resolutions and the type of intimidating blank slate that a new year offers, I think the occasion often opens us up to self-inflicted pressure. We’re practically halfway through the first month of 2018, and I noticed that I’m already chastising myself for not having all sorts of really big things done. I think I’m going to give myself a little bit of grace next week as I come down off this New Year’s high. The fact is that I do have a lot of things planned for the year (including going back to a week-daily schedule starting next week!), so I just need to keep reminding myself that I can do it but that time is a factor in getting me there.
Sorry for that random rant, but I just wanted to mention how I had been feeling in case any of you are in the same boat. Cut yourself some slack as you chip away at those New Year’s resolutions and goals. It’s not going to happen overnight, but if you really want it to happen, it will.
Another sort of random topic that I wanted to touch on was our move two years ago, and what, in particular, prompted us to move to a town I had never visited before. When John and I started seriously discussing moving away from the town he and I had both been born and raised in, of course, one of the first questions we asked ourselves was, “Where to?” To be honest, now that I’m sitting here thinking about it, I don’t really remember talking about too many places aside from Waynesboro, which is where we are now. Since my work-from-home job is so flexible in terms of location, it really all depended on John’s job. Luckily, an opportunity presented itself within the same company but based out of Charlottesville, Virginia.
With the cost of living so astronomically high in Charlottesville, we decided to look around at neighboring towns to see if anything was worth our house hunt. We considered Ruckersville, which is north of Charlottesville, Crozet, which is a little west but even more expensive than Charlottesville, and also Waynesboro. The latter option ultimately won us over with ultra affordable housing options, its quaint neighborhoods, and the generally quiet pace of life. It’s just 30 minutes from Charlottesville, making John’s job manageable, and its nestled right off the highway near a few of our favorite cities (think: Richmond, Staunton, Lynchburg, D.C.—even Williamsburg is pretty close to Waynesboro at just two and a half hours away).
All it took was one quick summer day drive through Waynesboro to know that it was going to be our new home. It just felt right as we meandered our way through the neighborhoods (filled with homes sporting mid-century character, I might add). We ended up pulling our car into a spot at the local park, and after strolling down to the river hand in hand, Rocky the hound dog trotting along beside us, I just knew it was right.
Two years later, and that instinct turned out to be just right. I couldn’t love this tiny little town more, and have fully embraced its slower lifestyle, the fresh mountain air, and the almost 50/50 split of young adults to elderly residents (the latter of which we probably identify with more).
I’m not entirely sure what prompted me to tell that little tale this chilly Friday morning other than to encourage you to take a leap of faith and to follow your gut. Intuition is such a powerful thing, and if you feel called (or led or whatever type of action word that comes to mind) to do something, then just do it. Life’s too short to dwell on what might have been, and looking around at our beloved retro ranch as I sit here typing this, I don’t know that I’ve ever felt more at home. May 2018 hold just as much adventure and promise for you, too.
I’m so glad you chose Waynesboro! I was born and raised here but my husband is from Charlottesville. We decided Waynesboro was a better option because of the high cost of living in Charlottesville, though I do miss it sometimes. Waynesboro does have a slower pace, which is good and bad. Some folks around here are stuck in their ways a little, so I’m hoping to see more progression. I’m glad you’re happy here and that you have made that house a lovely home. I remember when it was on the market, thinking it could be a great house if someone put some TLC into it…and you certainly have!
I’m so glad, too!! I agree that more progression would be ideal, but I think it’s coming! At least I hope so…Thanks for the sweet comment!
Greetings from a blog follower in southern California. I just wanted to say that I am so happy that your move turned out so well. I was surprised to hear that it was two years ago. I am sure it felt even quicker for you. I love that your address only has 3 digits. That is one one my dreams- to live in a little town with a 3-digit address. 🙂
Well, hello there!! Thanks for the sweet words and comment! It definitely feels like it was only just yesterday that we moved in 🙂
I am so glad I read your blog tonight because my sweet hubby and I did the same thing. We moved from where we had grown up in and moved to a very small town in another state. We just wanted something different and I am like you about the feeling in your gut, just go with it . Most of the time it does not send you down the wrong road. We are so happy in our little cabin in the mountains and we feel like we have been here for a long time. The people are the most fantastic folks , so we have just fit in perfectly . God bless you and your husband on your new journey and I pray you will enjoy your new life for a very long time.
Thanks for the kind words, and for sharing your own happy tale, Judy!! Congrats on finding your way to the perfect place, too!