Goodbye Cali

Ok…well, there is something that has been happening behind the scenes in my life right now that I haven’t blogged about yet…mainly because it wasn’t official and I would hate to write about it just to tell everyone that it wasn’t going to happen. So…here it is: GTO guy and I are moving BACK to the state I just came from. At the end of this month.  He has already put in for his transfer and been approved. He already knows what his salary is going to be (and while it is a slight pay cut, it is still more than enough to live comfortably in this other state that is not CA.) We already have an apartment. We already have UHauls rented. It is official. We are moving in about 2 and a half weeks.

Yes, I know this is extremely fast. We have only known of each other’s existence on this planet for 6 months and 3 days. Yes, we’re already engaged and living together right now, but this is a huge deal. This is moving to another state together. He has never even seen this state. I have lived there for about 3 years off and on over the past 5 years. My parents are there. He knows no one there. But me. And my parents. And, well, I know no one there. except my parents, too.

The big thing my friends keep pointing out is that I tried very very hard to get out of that state and back to CA. So why, WHY would I possibly consider moving back?!? Didn’t I hate it there? There were no trees, no water, no ocean, no grass…it was a desert. The people down there either have tons of babies, drink excessively, or do drugs. Or they do all 3. At once. And well, I had to leave because I knew no one and I was bored. I hate being bored. More than anything else, I hate being bored.

But what they don’t get is that now it’s not just about me. It’s about me and GTO guy. We are starting a life together. And we wouldn’t have as good of a life here in CA as we could have in BFE (Bum-Fuck-Egypt, for those who don’t know). I mean, combined, we make over 100K per year. And we are living in an apartment with no dishwasher, no A/C, no washer/drier…and it sucks. And we want better. For us, and for our babies (yes, there will be babies…he’s thinking in 3 years, I’m thinking closer to 5, but either way…). We could afford a house out there, easily. Probably in less than a year( actually, probably now if we wanted to eat Ramen and Mac and Cheese for awhile). In Northern California, though? Um…not for a long, long time. if ever.

In BFE, we’re getting an apartment that’s about 200 sq ft bigger, with A/C, washer and drier IN UNIT and a dishwasher. For about $400 less. I know…it’s amazing.

Now, I love Cali. A lot. I was raised here. It’s gorgeous. I love the diversity of people, cars, beliefs, and cell phones. I love being at the mecca of technology that is Silicon Valley. I love the beach and Great America and the Professional Sports teams. I love that with a 4 hour drive you could be in the mountains or at the beach. I love the weather (even though in the 6 months I’ve been here this time, I think it’s only rained twice, and it’s been insanely hot). I love being at sea level for the drag strip. But, unfortunately, it is just not economical to stay here. CA would bleed us dry. And we would constantly be broke, even though we should be able to be living life high on the hog.

So…we’re gonna do it. BFE, here we come. Goodbye California, I’m going to miss you. I promise we’ll come back to visit!