Making it Happen
So are you curious about the recipe for taking your new marriage and putting it on wheels? For us, here were the main ingredients:
- A wife with nursing license.
- A husband who can work remotely.
- A burning desire to live someplace other than Cleveland.
- The blood, sweat, tears, family and friends to deal with your STUFF.
Forget the first three, let's talk about #4. HOLY CRAP do we have a lot of STUFF weighing us down. For the past two months since we've decided to make the move to do travel nursing my life has been spent asking "where does this go?", "do you still want this?", "what IS this?". Here's a diagram of how it went:
As you can see, the arrows going from the house to the SUV to NYC are much thinner than the other arrows. If you can imagine the storage capacity of a 1600 sq. ft. house compared to that of a Ford Explorer, you can image the amount of crap we had to either throw out, put in a storage locker, or dump on our parents to store for time being.
You really gotta love parents (at least our anyway). Somehow after devoting their lives in the 80s and 90s to raising us, they are now willing to drop all their free time, do TONS of house work, move and store tons of junk just so that we can leave them behind and force them to buy plane tickets if they want to see us. Talk about unconditional love.
posted by Stimp @ 4:49 PM
3 Comments
3 Comments:
I like your graphic! Looking forward to following the Nomadic Newlyweds :)
It is a good graphic. Imagine if you made one for stress. Yours and Kyle's would look like the Pacific Ocean and ours would look like the Chagrin River. Now you can settle in and enjoy the adventure. And since it only took you 8 hours to drive, I don't think we'll fly.
Yeah for parents! It is like two months later and I am still confused about whose car that was, and what happened to it now that you are in no-car-I-don't-even-want-a-zipcar-land.
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