What Would It Take?

I am a homebody. I do not like change.

No, seriously: I really, really, don’t do well with change. It doesn’t mesh well with self-doubt and uncertainty, you know. I stayed in a job YEARS longer than I should of because I was afraid that the alternative would be even worse than the current situation (if I was going to hate a job, I was going to be paid well, dammit.)

So if you had asked me two years ago what would it take for me to pick up and move?

I would have laughed. Move where?  Before we were married, the Hubs had interviews in various places around the country, none of which had ANY appeal. I will admit, we were a bit snobbish about moving too far away “from civilization”. We needed culture, restaurants, action.

*Yes, we clearly did not have children yet.*

Plus, I’d have to start all over. I don’t do well with that; I think I’ve mentioned before, I’m terribly shy and self-conscious in a way that easily translates as stand-offish or reserved.

*You can stop laughing now, Nadine.*

Aside from college, I’d never lived further than 90 miles away from where I grew up, whereas the Hubs has moved frequently for work. You can imagine my speechlessness when the Hubs came home and told me that he had an opportunity in Wales.


After he picked me up off the floor, and I agreed it was a great opportunity and that I was excited (hey, I’m a master at self-denial – why else would I still have my pre-pregnancy skinny jeans tucked in the back of my closet, “for when I lose this weight*).

Where was I? Oh. Wales. Where I am now. And apparently, the perfect place for us right now.

You see, after making this pronouncement, the whole move thing came together too quickly to think about it much (or at least that’s the way I remember it now.) I’m pleased to say that we all have actually adjusted rather well. My children have new accents, are doing well in school, I’ve met lovely people and made some fantastic friends (and am coming out of my shell, kicking and screaming).

And, while I’m not going to be hopping up on stage dressed as a man braving a blogger conference on my own ready moving back any time soon, I’m no longer freaked out by the possibility of having to start over again in a new place once again. Part of me thinks moving back will be harder. I like the pace here. I finally have a great stylist.  I’ll miss my friends.

If you had told me in 2009 that I’d be saying this now, I would have laughed at you. And walked away.

So, to answer the purely theoretical question “what would it take for me to pick up and move?”: while I’m not ready yet, when the time eventually comes, all it will take is a great opportunity for the Hubs, fantastic schools for the kids, (a warm climate would be peachy, some sparkly jewelry would be better) – and a bunch of movers. Because now, I have (some) confidence.

Oh, I still don’t do well with change or uncertainty.

And I don’t want to THINK about sorting through all the crap in this house just yet.


This week’s post was inspired by one of the weekly prompts in Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop. And by the fact that our lease will be ending soon and  we need to find a new house here in Hay lickedy-split, and I’m getting anxious (as rental properties are tough to find)…so I need to remind myself that things will work out.

Mama’s Losin’ It


  1. We are SO in the same boat! I was kicking and screaming about our move to Germany – and now, I cannot imagine moving back. I’ll miss our life here, our friends… so much that we have done! Though, we aren’t sure if we are moving home this summer or next – the thought of another adventure is appealing – but staying here , in our beautiful Bavarian town, is where I’d like to be!

  2. Completely jealous of your opportunity!

    That being said, I don’t do well with change either. Part insecurity and part super, duper control freak. However, one thing I LOVE is moving to new places… I would love to live abroad!

    • Me = Control freak. The best thing about living here is that all of Europe is so CLOSE! Its quicker to get to Barcelona or Paris than it was to go from Chicago to San Francisco. That bit IS fab, and we are trying to squeeze in as much as we can see while we are here.

  3. I love it! Great post. I would love the opportunity to live in another country for just a few years. I would find it soo hard to give up the California sunshine though.

    • Thank you for the sweet words! It would be hard to give up the California sunshine – in the winter, when the grey skies get to me, I just go to the Weather Channel and check out how much snow they have in Chicago and it makes me feel much better!

  4. It’s amazing what we women will do for the men in our lives! I’m on my second move for my husband. The whole starting over is hard, it’s a challenge, but it is so worth it in the end.

  5. Love it. My job situation changed last year and I resisted and resisted and resisted it. But I’m 2/3 of the way through the year, and word came yesterday that I’ll be in the same position at the same schools next year. And I was so happy! Weird how a bit of time changes everything.

    • I JUST read that on YOUR blog (which I lurve). It’s funny, things will work out the way they are supposed to if we just LET them. I guess it’s all about keeping your eyes and mind open to new possibilities.

  6. jackie gardner porter says

    See now you have figured me out. I remember your amazement when I told you my story. Ha ha…now you have a story. Well done Jenn…we need to have coffee again soon!

  7. I’m such a chicken.. It would take much more than that for me to move.. like I wrote in my post.. like a private jet, or my whole family and all my friends coming with me.

    Glad you adjusted… 🙂

    • A private jet would be good. A housekeeper – I really should have pushed for that, never mind that I’m a SAHM (i’m rarely at home, it seems).

  8. I could so identify with you! Our posts have some similarities except we are back in the US after living for 4 years in Switzerland. We’ve been back ten years and in many ways I’m aching for another adventure.
    Enjoy your time….it goes by so quickly. I really loved your writing style…made me smile. Glad I stopped in from Mama Kat’s!

    • aw…thanks for the kind words. I’m curious – how hard was it for you to assimilate back to the US after being gone for so long??? I’m thinking it will eventually be just as big of an adjustment going back as it was coming here!

  9. I sometimes really want to move. Then I think about how sad I’d be to leave. I think my stance is similar to yours… a good job for the huz, and good schools… or simply somewhere exotic and warm. I could live on a beach…

  10. Glad you are happy where you are and have gained more self-confidence too. I can’t imagine moving out of the country!

    Stopping by from Writer’s Workshop.

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