It’s been more than a month since my last post and I am happy to say that we landed safely in the Pacific Northwest. In style, too: we might be homeless and unemployed but we flew here First Class on Lufthansa! All of my husband’s crazy traveling while we lived in Germany finally paid off and we were mighty chuffed when we discovered that he had enough points to get us here on the upper deck. It was an amazing experience which also went a long way in soothing my fear of flying. When we arrived in Vancouver we were tired but not nearly as exhausted as the experience of being crammed into economy class can make you feel. The cat appreciated it, too, he did not meow once and apart from taking a few peaks outside his carrier bag he just curled up and snoozed for most of the flight.
Since our arrival two weeks ago we’ve been staying with friends in Vancouver in their cosy in-law apartment. Apart from missing our kingsize Tempur Pedic bed (being big people with sensitive backs smaller beds with soft mattresses can be a little tough) this is a very comfortable space, with the added bonus of spending time with close friends. And let me tell you, we are so grateful for our friends here. Not only do they offer us their home but another friend is also lending us his car until mine arrives within the next couple of weeks. This being North America it’s not easy getting around without a car so this is a huge help, too, especially as we are crossing the border multiple times per week to visit our future home town of Bellingham, WA.
Logistically there are still quite a few things to organize, such as cell phones, temporary plates and insurance for my car, meeting with the owners of the condo we are renting/buying, etc. Oh, and a job for my husband! Minor little detail. Erm. He is getting close on a couple that he interviewed for and I so hope that his favored one works out! We still get a little lightheaded when we think about the risk we took by quitting two good jobs in our early 50s but we hold on to our belief that it was absolutely the right thing to do because now we are here. In the Pacific Northwest! And even if neither of these jobs come through for my husband then there will be other opportunities and if all fails then I’ll try and get a regular job. But we both hope that it won’t come to that, he very much wants to get back into the professional driving seat and I would love to continue building my little budding web design business.
Speaking of my new business I am also looking at renting a small office in Fairhaven which is a quaint little village on Bellingham’s southside. My former employer there (I used to work in their hotel from 2008-10) is putting up a gorgeous apartment building with retail and office spaces offering lovely views of the village or the harbor/ocean. My business is of course something I can do from home or a coffeeshop or anywhere really. But the more I think about renting a physical space the more I like the idea of having a place to go to that not only encourages me to get dressed and leave the house but will give my professional routine more structure and allow me to really focus on my work. Still, the thought of having an office when I could easily work from home does feel a tad indulgent. But then I remember what it’s all about for me when it comes to my job: my goal is not to get rich, I just want to make enough money to support our lifestyle while offering a service that I feel passionate about and that is affordable to my clients. Having a cosy little office overlooking the village green fits in nicely with this vision and the rent prices are very reasonable which makes it all feasible. Anyway. While we are waiting for my husband’s job to come through I am just excited at all the possibilities that are opening up in front of us. And in the meantime I get to work in my friend Maddie’s magical arts studio in Vancouver and I pinch myself: is this my life now?
There are still quite a few pieces in the relocation puzzle that have to fall into place and don’t even get me started on my weight and all of that. But there is a truth that I am beginning to glimpse: as we are building the life we want to live, in the place that feels like home in our hearts, I am noticing small tiny shifts in my eating. I seem to be a lot less interested in numbing myself with ice cream and sweet treats. And even though we currently rely more on convenience foods than I like to admit we mostly eat when physically hungry and otherwise we don’t think much about food. And I can’t tell you how much I am looking forward to moving into our condo where we’ll have a bright open-plan kitchen inviting me to prepare and cook lots of healthy meals. I am actually feeling excited about cooking again!
It is hard for me to put this into words but for the first time in a long time we are back in the driver’s seats of our own lives. We are actively creating our dream life and taking substantial risks to get there. And with each step that we put forward I feel like I am peeling away those layers that have held me so tight within my little food induced bubble and I can sense my core self re-emerging. I believe that there are many ways in which we can get back to ourselves but whichever way we do it, this return to our center is vital for our recovery from food addiction and obesity.
Well, I’ve been awake since 5:30 a.m. and now it’s almost noon and I am hungry! I look forward to getting back into a more regular blogging schedule once we are a bit more settled, in the meantime here are a couple more photos of life in the Pacific Northwest :)