But after about a month of heartburn, ulcers, sleepless nights and related irritable attitude combined with relationship woes, professional misfortune, scholastic pressure and being a parent; I have decided where I will live (for sure) after graduation.
I made a pros and cons list for Idaho and for Washington.
I surveyed Facebook friends and frenemies.
I did tarot cards.
I talked to classmates.
I talked to professionals.
I did guided meditations.
I talked to my counselor.
I talked to my mentor.
I talked to my soul mates.
I did about 34,834,530 different things as instructed by various decision making models and blogs.
I flipped coins. Over and over.
This morning I woke up and just knew:
I have to stay in Vancouver.
My heart said so. I can go where ever I want in 5 years. But for now, in fact for once in my life, I am thinking of my kids and my kids only. I am not rationalizing my needs or wants. I am not running home because I have a broken heart. I am planting roots.
Kudos to me.