{"id":114,"date":"2019-07-24T12:01:00","date_gmt":"2019-07-24T12:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/07\/24\/itchy-feet-and-unlikely-dreams\/"},"modified":"2020-10-26T21:15:11","modified_gmt":"2020-10-26T21:15:11","slug":"itchy-feet-and-unlikely-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/07\/24\/itchy-feet-and-unlikely-dreams\/","title":{"rendered":"Itchy Feet and Unlikely Dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I have recently been researching the feasibility of moving to Canada. Or Iceland. Or anywhere with a long and frigid winter. I think I have mentioned before that I am not a summer person. It has been very summery around here and I am not happy about it. Over the weekend, it was almost 100 degrees Fahrenheit and the heat index was much higher. I don’t know what that is in Celsius but let’s just say that you needed gills to breathe and I probably could have cooked an egg on the sidewalk if I had been so inclined. I was not so inclined because that would have involved leaving the comfort of my air conditioning and I had no intention of doing that.<\/p>\n

I am not moving to Canada because it is ridiculously complicated–yes, I did really look into it–but the unacceptably hot weather has made me realize I have itchy feet. We have tended to move around a lot over the years but we have now lived in the same place for ten years. That is the longest we have lived anywhere and I am feeling the pull to totally upend our lives and go on an adventure. We probably won’t because we have one kid still in school and that complicates things but it does sound fun.<\/p>\n

I know that, in actuality, it is stressful because of housing and jobs and various other practicalities but oh the joy of leaving the old life behind and starting over. Not that my old life is all bad. I would take my husband and children with me. But you do things a certain way and people expect certain behavior out of you and somehow you are stuck in a rut. Moving is a chance to reinvent yourself a little and that is appealing.<\/p>\n

I have thought for a long time that ideally, I would like to live in a more urban area than our current small town. I have wanted to have conveniences at my fingertips, to be able to go to museums and bookstores. I have wanted to be able to walk to a coffee shop or the grocery store instead of driving everywhere. I have wanted to live around a more diverse group of people with more wide-ranging interests. That still sounds nice in many ways but I don’t think it is what I would pick right now.<\/p>\n

Right now, I am researching houses in the country with acres of land around them. I want peace and quiet and no neighbors. I want to walk out my door and go for a hike (once it isn’t 100 degrees anymore) and I want pretty views while I do it. It is quite a change and I don’t know why I am feeling this way because I have never been pulled to the countryside for anything except a vacation. But I want to run away from everything and pretend the rest of the world doesn’t exist.<\/p>\n

I probably won’t go anywhere. Ten years from now I will most likely still be living in the same house in the same small town but right now I am looking at a lovely little farmhouse on ten acres in rural New York State. It has a front porch and a pond and stables. Oh dear, Celia would want a horse. We both can dream.<\/p>\n

Do you dream of running away and starting over? Where would you go?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I have recently been researching the feasibility of moving to Canada. Or Iceland. Or anywhere with a long and frigid winter. I think I have mentioned before that I am not a summer person. It has been very summery around here and I am not happy about it. Over the weekend, it was almost 100 degrees Fahrenheit and the heat index was much higher. I don’t know what that is in Celsius but let’s just say that you needed gills to breathe and I probably could have cooked an egg on the sidewalk if I had been so inclined. I was not so inclined because that would have involved leaving the comfort of my air conditioning and I had no intention of doing that. I am not moving to Canada because it is ridiculously complicated–yes, I did really look into it–but the unacceptably hot weather has made me realize I have itchy feet. We have tended to move around a lot over the years but we have now lived in the same place for ten years. That is the longest we have lived anywhere and I am feeling the pull to totally upend our lives and go on an adventure. We probably won’t because we have one kid still in school and that complicates things but it does sound fun. I know that, in actuality, it is stressful because of housing and jobs and various other practicalities but oh the joy of leaving the old life behind and starting over. Not that my old life is all bad. I would take my husband and children with me. But you do things a certain way and people expect certain behavior out of you and somehow you are stuck in a rut. Moving is a chance to reinvent yourself a little and that is appealing. I have thought for a long time that ideally, I would like to live in a more urban area than our current small town. I have wanted to have conveniences at my fingertips, to be able to go to museums and bookstores. I have wanted to be able to walk to a coffee shop or the grocery store instead of driving everywhere. I have wanted to live around a more diverse group of people with more wide-ranging interests. That still sounds nice in many ways but I don’t think it is what I would pick right now. Right now, I am researching houses in the country with acres of land around them. I want peace and quiet and no neighbors. I want to walk out my door and go for a hike (once it isn’t 100 degrees anymore) and I want pretty views while I do it. It is quite a change and I don’t know why I am feeling this way because I have never been pulled to the countryside for anything except a vacation. But I want to run away from everything and pretend the rest of the world doesn’t exist. I probably won’t go anywhere. Ten years from now I will most likely still be living in the same house in the same small town but right now I am looking at a lovely little farmhouse on ten acres in rural New York State. It has a front porch and a pond and stables. Oh dear, Celia would want a horse. We both can dream. Do you dream of running away and starting over? Where would you go?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1665,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-114","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-just-chat"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/114","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=114"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/114\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2575,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/114\/revisions\/2575"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1665"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=114"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=114"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=114"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}