I am glad to be back in Austin. It was very cold in DC and as we all know, I don’t do cold. Well, I don’t do it very well, since I whined and complained most of the time we were there. However, I did take a nice walk through capitol hill and learned to ride the metro. It wasn’t until the next day, when the wind started, that the whining began.
There are a few of you
who never comment that know we have been stationed in DC before. When CGMan and I were first married, we packed up the new family, along with the cat and headed east. That was back when CGMan was still in the Coast Guard and I had my first taste of a PCS (permanent change of station).
We found a lovely house in a suburb of Maryland to rent. We loved it there. The only thing missing was the white picket fence. Eventually we bought the house, because CGMan got another tour in the same building, and then another. We were so lucky to get three tours without having to move.
Our last winter there, we received 17 inches of snow in one day. Then we got a few more inches the next day. We had to dig out a path for our bulldog, Winston, because the snow was taller than him! While the kids were ecstatic, we parents were at our wits end. Okay, I take that back. What really happened was that all the parents came to my house for board games and hot toddies. The kids played in the snow and we
were drunk before noon made fried pickles. It was actually pretty fun.
Things change, and so do people.
After that tortuous winter, we were transferred to the Caribbean, where I became instantly in tune with my inner Arawak princess. Talk about heaven! I was in it. I never wore shoes, only sandals and sundresses. I learned it is perfectly acceptable to have Christmas without snow. In fact, one of our Christmas traditions was to go to the beach on Christmas Eve and eat shark and bake.
When it came time for CGMan to retire, we thought long and hard about where we wanted to live. I wanted no snow, as I had become quite accustomed to nice warm Christmases. Neither of us wanted to live anywhere we had lived before. We are into adventure that way. So we threw a dart at what was left of the US (because the Coast Guard said we had to move back to the states to retire- stupid rule). And that’s how I came to be Dawn in Austin.
So here we are, on the brink of another adventure. We’re moving back to DC.
We are at a crossroads, though. Because we are empty nesters, our choices are more broad. Do we want to live in the suburbs and have him commute to his job (like the other 93478276345 people who live there) or do we live in the city, where he can take the metro?
There are plus and minuses to each. I think we may try city living for a year, if we can find a place to rent that will allow us to have the dogs. It will be quite a challenge to change our lifestyle so completely. I’m not sure I’m how I will do.
I am looking forward to seeing the city in a different light. Before, it was usually in the midst of a field trip with 38474673 eighth graders. Now I’ll be able to do all kinds of grownup things in DC. Like eating my weight in mussels at a pub that is within walking distance. Spending as much time as I like in the Smithsonian, reading every plaque and sign (yes, I really do that). And having dinners at the country club, of which we are a member, because who can afford that when you have three kids, two cats and a dog?!
I guess I have learned that no matter where you are in life, there is always room for
change adventure. If nothing else, this will give me something to write about.
“Dawn and CGMan’s Adventures in Moving”