Ours

Not surprisingly, when we decided to move to North Carolina there were some people who thought we were crazy.

Mostly because we had no “reason” other than that we wanted to. Sure there are great bonuses to moving – it’s cheaper down here, warmer down here, did I mention cheaper? But really, we did leave perfectly good jobs, our home, our friends, and moved.

For no reason.

And then? We decided to take a couple of months off from working to do a cross country trip (starting in  month!!) and to enjoy our new home state. Without working. For three months. Oh boy, the judgment rolled in on this decision.

Was it the best ever financial decision? Of course not. We could have easily banked our house profit and 401k money and just went right into a new job. It probably would have even been smarter. But you know what? What other opportunity will we have in our life where we do not have the obligations of life and we CAN take off for a month and see the country? Uh, never.

So we’re taking the opportunity. We are living cheaply to save as much money as possible and we’re doing it. And unless I call you asking to pay my rent, it’s really none of anyone’s business but mine and Casey’s.

Isn’t it funny though how everyone has an opinion? A reason that we should or shouldn’t do different things?

I tire of it.

So much so that it makes me turn to Taylor Swift lyrics to express my frustration (I know, right?!)

“Seems like there’s always someone who disapproves
They’ll judge it like they know about me and you
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
The jury’s out, but my choice is you

So don’t you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high
The waters rough
But this love is ours.”

On the other hand, I am more than thankful for the (majority) of friends and family who are cheering us on, and looking forward to vicariously living through our cross country trip. And to all the friends that made moving down here possible. And Stacey’s bad ass ability to help us replace 8 doors in order to sell our old house.

That’s what I choose to focus on 98% of the time, and for the others? I’m making them listen to Taylor Swift on repeat until they get it. Or run away screaming.

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Linking up for Things I Can’t Say – Pour Your Heart Out and What’s the Word Wednesday!