It’s been three years since I’ve actually lived here full-time in the summer.
This year will mark the fourth.
I came back to Traverse City and the Record-Eagle eight months ago after working out of town and just coming home weekends for three years. It felt good to be back in my house full-time. It was nice to return to a job in a place that was familiar — I’d worked here about 16 years before — in the community I know, and vice versa.
Finally, the moms’ group that has been getting together since our kids were in high school would plan a weeknight gathering and I could attend. I reconnected with friends I hadn’t seen in a couple of years.
So settled was I that I adopted two adult cats.
But over the winter, some things changed and I realized that I needed to earn more.
I did a lot of freelance work and took a seasonal part-time job on weekends. But it wasn’t a permanent solution. Plus, life isn’t a lot of fun if you’re working all of the time. It doesn’t mean much to live in beautiful Traverse City if all you do is move from one computer to another, morning to evening.
Well, a position that’s a great match for my background came along downstate. I start in a few weeks.
Once again I’m apartment hunting — this time for a place that allows cats. I’m trying to declutter and depersonalize my house to sell it, or rent it short term the way my family has rented houses where we could all stay together when attending weddings out of town.
With my decision made, I’m looking forward to the new job and see this move as a chance to get reacquainted with the area where I grew up.