Like anyone who writes with any regularity, many articles have been written for Going Smaller that never saw the light of day. Off topic, uninteresting, or simply the a 'thesis' that was too muddy. This is none of those things. This is a post that will literally never happen.
I wrote this a week or two ago in preparation for a move we were expecting to make. On Monday, my spouse and I made one of the hardest decisions we've ever made, and decided to revoke our acceptance of the offer. It's not really appropriate to dig into why, other than to state some changes happened that caused us to re-evaluate this specific move. We're very sad to not be going, both the opportunity for travel it represented, and the chance to work with some truly amazing people. But it was the right decision for us.
We're now figuring out what's next, as we're still expecting the house to go on the market as soon as we can vacate it. But, that is not today's story. Today's story is one that never happened. Unedited from the original draft I had ready to publish once we had our passports, with the new visas in them, back from the consulate.
Going Smaller, Overseas
It's been a crazy few months since the last update. Around the time of the last post, we had been cleaning, working on the house, and in general continuing the process of getting as much stuff out of our house as possible.
Why? Because we are finally going to sell the house. We've been vacillating about it for a few years, but no matter what happened, we had decided this year was the time to do it. It helped that the housing market in Seattle is absolutely bonkers at the moment.
But why RIGHT now? Well, starting in February of this year, I started talking to a company in London that a good friend of mine joined over a year ago. They are working on interesting projects, had a solid technical pedigree which always appeals to me, and appear to have a good road-map for the next few years.
Long story short, by mid March, I had accepted an offer to move to London to work.
It's two months later, and with a few final tweaks to my employment agreement, and with visa just approved, we're starting the countdown to flying ourselves, our little boy, and our two fuzzy little girls to the United Kingdom.
It's been a challenging month or so in particular, but I've been amazed how well it's gone. We have almost no furniture left in our house. Other than a few lamps and two bed side tables, actual furniture is down to a breakfast table and two chairs (and Bean's Stokke chair), our king bed and little man's twin bed, and an INFLATABLE couch. Honestly, I can't recommend it. Even for college students. It's major hell on the back. And one of the compartments already has a leak, so that's never ending fun.
This was not the specific turn of events we anticipated when we started this journey to go small. But it's one we welcome and are hugely excited about starting. I expect frequency of posts will increase in the next few years, because have you looked at average flat sizes in London? THEY'RE TINY! Even for us, it's going to be a huge adjustment getting used to an entirely different country. Thank goodness they speak English, because right now, other than a smattering of Spanish, German, and Japanese, the only languages I'm fluent in are English and bad English. That'll give me time to work on my French and Spanish.
There's a lot to be said for a move like this, even as scary as it is - and it is scary. It's a lot of change and unknowns, but ultimately a chance to do things. The chance to explore Europe via train, a stronger cultural appreciation for "working to live", rather than "living to work", knowing I will be able to get the medical care I need without having my insurance stripped in a few months when pre-existing condition exclusions come back, and a chance to show our son just how big and amazing and diverse the world is.
So the next post you see here, very well may be posted from a temporary housing flat somewhere within walking distance of Covent Garden.
As always, we'd love to hear any stories of relocting overseas, or to circumstances that really required a re-alignment of your expectations.