After all the anticipation, the hype, Match Day almost felt anti-climatic.
I was feeling remarkably calm. I even slept reasonably well. I was doing great. Clear up until I was right about to open my envelope. I was shaking. Apparently enough to get a couple of comment.
And it's over.
But actually, it's just the beginning.
We're going to Iowa.
I know, that's actually a state. People kept saying "Ohio" or "That's in the Midwest, right?"
I'm leaving the mountains I have taken for granted for my entire life. I'm leaving my parents and siblings. I'm leaving the roads and cities and canyons that I know so well I can check out while I drive.
It's for the best. Iowa was everything we never knew we were looking for. Living in a state where winter can last up to 9 months, our thought was "warm. We need somewhere WARM." But throughout the interview process, other, real, things became so much more important. Schools, safety, housing market, future job market. Iowa has it all. Minus the ocean. And the warm.
But we're excited.
We're going to pack up our little family and move half way across the United States. To a place only I've been (and I was only there for one day.) Hubster is leaving a great job. I'm leaving my family. We're leaving everything that is familiar and safe.
And for what? For great training. A better quality of life for our family. You know, the American dream.
So let the planning begin.