Knowing When It’s Time
We’ve been making noises for over a year now about moving out of the city. The desire is there, the vision is getting more concrete, and yet the ways and means aren’t visible yet. It’s been long enough that when I run into friends I haven’t seen in awhile, they often ask “So how are the moving plans going?” I find myself cringing internally, as I don’t really have a solid answer. They feel like they’re going nowhere, at least in any ways I can talk about. I don’t want to appear wishy-washy, but have to say something about “getting closer.” We are closer to checking off our last major get-done-in-nyc dream, but it’s not quite that simple.
When is it time to leave that job? To make that leap? To get rid of that possession? To take that chance?