Well, it's official. Mr.Surly and I have decided to take a leap of faith and move back up north. Mr.Surly put in his two weeks at work and we will be up north by the end of the second week of October. We are doing it for my health; we don't want to be driving 12 hours every 6 weeks to see my specialists at this new, better, world renowned clinic. We're moving closer, only 4 hours south. I have a limit to how far north I will move. When I moved down south I vowed to never see snow again. Well, I'll see some snow, but hopefully not too much.
We are scared, nervous, anxious, and don't know what to expect. Mr.Surly had a job that wasn't going anywhere, his line of work is on the increase, and to quit a job in this economy is frightful. But I'm so confident in him that he will be able to find a job fairly quickly.
I think the move will help to improve my health, we will have help to take care of me so I don't have to exert myself past my limit. I'm scared but also hopeful to see what our future up north brings. Hopefully a cure and end to my suffering. It's both scary and exciting. Keeping my fingers crossed on this one.