We’re moving

To New Hampshire.

My husband was offered and accepted a job in Gorham, NH. We leave Monday morning, with dog and clothes, and a cooler for a long drive across the country. The Oregon Trail in reverse.

I am thrilled! Yes, I know it’s going to get cold and winters are long. I know! But I have loved New Hampshire since my college days. I have wonderful memories of places with magical names…Franconia, Wonalancet, Winnipesaukee, Ossipee. They call “valleys, ” “notches!” I know, I know..I’m probably romanticizing it a bit, but I’m excited to live in a small town.

Portland has been lovely, but the city is getting large and crowded. Yesterday I went to lunch with my brother at a taco place and stood in line for 40 minutes just to order, not to eat. Finding work with a schedule that allowed me some free time with family was the killer. I worked every weekend for a year waiting for my schedule to change, so that Chris and I might spend more than a few hours together at a time. It was really awful.

I’m looking forward to a slower pace. I looking forward to quieter setting. Even with long winters. There is a history in New England that I’m excited to explore; there are rivers and lakes to swim in. And loons to listen to.

Off for new adventures!