The motherland

Well, so far the reactions of those few people I've told about the relocation have been positive and supportive, which is nice. I still have to tell work, but that will come Tuesday. My mother was quite positive, and now she has it in her mind that I should take her with me when I drive out there. Well, sure. It sounds reasonable, but I just don't want to.

Honestly, as long as other people aren't involved, or any issues of importance, we actually get along pretty well. And it would be nice, I imagine, to have some company... But more to the point is that I want to have some feeling of a clean break in my mind, like I'm heading away alone (well, with the dog) and leaving it all behind to start a new phase for the rest of my life. And really, I don't know if that is how I would feel if I was just chatting with my Ma on the trip. She is paranoid because I have had some, well, drowsiness issues while driving. And since she was with me for two of them (both were 15 years back, in my first year as a driver) she can't quite get it out of her head. Well, she is my mother, after all. I remind her of that time that I drove 3000+ miles in four weeks driving all around the country, but that doesn't ease her mind.

In the meantime, we have received some photos of the interior of the little house that we'll be renting, and found out the price... It's not that much, but with how much I worry about finances, even thinking of monthly expenses and contrasting what I make now with what I am guessing I might make there... Well, it does make me a bit nervous.

The thing to remember, is that we are doing this to have a change of lifestyle, one that involves more nature, family, community and personal sense of productivity. And that any sacrifices in the beginning will be well worth it, and quite possibly forgotten.