Over Father's Day weekend I took a trip to San Diego with Omar.
Work brought Gina out West from August of last year until just two weeks ago. She visited in May for the long weekend and took Mia back to San Diego with her. The deal was that Omar could spend the last month out there with her once school got out.
So, over Father's Day weekend I took a trip to San Diego with Omar.
The plan was to stay for a long weekend and return to work the following week. The day before leaving we got an email from The Boss' Boss asking for an engineer to support a lab in San Diego for the next five weeks. Being that I was on my way to San Diego, and my wife was going to be out there for...five more weeks, mine was really the only name that was discussed.
To make a long story boring, I ended up staying.
I am an East Coast guy. Whenever the discussion has ever turned to moving to the West Coast, considering anything West of the Atlantic corridor, I have always thrown my nose up in the air and professed my love for Eastern Standard Time. Born in Miami, raised in New York City, living in Virginia, I have never known anything but the East Coast. The notion that I would volunteer to be three hours behind the real world, across the country, was laughable.
But, over Father's Day weekend I took a trip to San Diego with Omar...and something changed.
I'd been to San Diego before, but only in short one week bursts. A week here, a week there. Never enough time to really see what San Diego was all about. This trip, five weeks, with the family, was going to give me the chance to see, for real this time, what my friends out there have been raving about.
I loved it.
The weather was perfect. The people were smart. The city was beautiful. The houses were expensive, but hey...you get what you pay for.
I have lived in Virginia Beach for close to 12 years now. I have settled in because of family and career, but this was never the place I thought I'd live and grow old in. When I first got here in 1998 I remember thinking to myself "I can't wait to get out of here." Life happened and 12 years later I'm still here.
Virginia Beach has been good to me. I have a good career and the best family, but leaving has never been an option because we got comfortable. Big house, nice cars, big TV. I don't like to leave the house because my favorite parts of Virginia Beach are in the house with me!
All of that has changed. San Diego is a place I can see myself growing old. There is Navy there, so Gina can finish up her career without any huge disruption. There is "my company" there, so maybe I could stay on and not have to start over somewhere else. Who knows? We are still years away from this being a possibility, but for the first time it is at least an option.
This is something unexpected that has become a topic of conversation in our household. We'll see where things go from here, but "going from here" is a a realer possibility than it ever has been. We'll see.
By the way, I had a GREAT Father's Day at Petco with the fam! Thanks guys!