Moving From Georgia to Washington

The last time I posted, I subtly mentioned, "moving to Washington" among a bunch of race recaps. I wanted to expand a little, but we were in the middle of selling our house in Georgia and spilling the details online seemed inappropriate.

So...yes, Tim and I sold our house in Georgia. The one we moved from Hong Kong to build. The one that taught us both how to use table saws and grout tile and put together IKEA furniture. (Just kidding. No one ever actually learns how to do that last one. It's a gamble every time.)

#nofilter #justkidding #somanyfilters

It absolutely was our dream house, and I am so thankful that we had the opportunity to tackle such a big project together. Tim discovered that he loves designing and carpentry, which are two things he never would have really had the chance to do much of in Hong Kong.

Unfortunately, there just wasn't a whole lot for us in Georgia. We had friendly neighbors and plenty of space, but the long drives to get to civilization and the lack of work opportunities for my husband made the decision easier for us to make. Plus, my job fits in my laptop and comes with me, so we were in the position to move and still have guaranteed income.

Just like we kind of randomly picked Georgia to call home, we kind of randomly picked Washington. I don't love the extreme hot or the extreme cold (call me Goldilocks), and the Pacific Northwest obviously has some incredible scenery, so it was a top contender. The Seattle area also has a number of colleges and universities with international students, which is ideal for my husband's line of work. Plus, Vietnamese food. Everywhere. And sushi. We went to the same sushi place the first three or four days after we arrived because we were so deprived.

From our first hike in WA: Poo Poo Point Lookout

Seattle it is! Technically, we are outside of Seattle in a place called Bellevue. We haven't purchased a new home yet, and we are definitely playing it by ear to see what we like and don't like about various areas before we decide.

Like: Kinda pretty, I guess.

Don't Like: Posturing weirdos on hikes

Anyway, I'm really out of practice with this blogging stuff. I can't remember where I put the oatmeal pictures and whether you need to see my Garmin stats or not. Running-wise I'm completely unmotivated and over it. Burned out, big time. Which is perfect, because I am supposed to be running a 50k on Saturday. That should be fun. (Insert sarcasm here.) Expect a post post-race where I either swear off running forever or sign up for a billion marathons.