Well, I think most of the dust has settled by now.
For those not fully in the know, I've spent approximately the last ten to twelve months of my life relocating from the New York area to the Space Coast (near Cape Canaveral) in Florida. This involved selling my house -- no, first fixing my house, then selling it -- then trying to extract a shipping container from my driveway in the middle of some of the worst snowstorms in years, then driving two-and-a-half days cross-country with my wife and two cats, then spending a few months encamped with the in-laws while house-shopping, then getting said house moved into and furnished.
I told myself I'd know it was over when I found myself once again seated comfortably at a desk in my office, typing -- and so here I am, doing exactly that while no longer being surrounded by moving boxes. So that bumpy phase of my life is as over as it gets, I suppose.
Let's get the two big cliché/joke lines out of the way: no, I didn't leave New York because of the crummy weather (although those winters were beginning to get pretty awful, and my wife was really put off by how fierce they were), and no, I'm not planning to retire anytime soon. I'm here mostly because it's easier to maintain a better quality of life on a smaller amount of money, and because some existing relatives in the area made the pain of relocation a little easier to bear. And yeah, the sunsets are gorgeous, but it was the practical reasons that reigned. I couldn't live a New York lifestyle anymore, and I was growing increasingly concerned there wasn't going to be such a thing before much longer -- not on anything less than $150,000 a year, certainly.
So here we are, and now for a rundown of what I'm working on:
New York City
Other Lives Of The Mind