well doesn't it??? i've moved so many times in my life, as a child nearly every 2 years, as an adult - i've not done much to break that tradition. in fact, sometimes i increased the frequency, doubled even tripled it. since living in SF, we've moved 3 times - to SF, from the hood to the city burbs, and now to the most amazing neighborhood in city (in our opinion) and i swear it this time, NEVER AGAIN. it was so hard, the hardest and i don't admit it that often. it has taken me 3 months to write about here, and in 3 months, very few of our closest friends have actually seen our place or even know where we are. shame on us. i do apologize, sincerely.
i think the only reason i'm even writing about this in the first place is so that when the discussion to move comes up again, i can reflect on what i write here to dissuade our decision to entertain the idea. IF it comes up.
i must admit, the kids love it here, we actually really engage in the outdoors with more frequency and we are lulled to sleep by fog horns. ahhh, the romance. we live on the same street as the Palace of Fine Arts for crying out loud! i'm not bragging, i'm simply reflecting. since moving we've had swine flu, respiratory infections, and Zander has had 3 viruses in 30 days - woohoo. there should be an award or something to accomplish so many illnesses in such a short amount of time and not really have anything major wrong. not that an award would make me feel at all better. in fact, i'm ready to move on and pray for the best of health and jump on every healthy tidbit bandwagon that comes my way. really, i am.
needless to say, i love it here and actually feel like this is my favorite place i've ever lived, ever, ever. and the boys are happy - so that's really all that matters. now that i've documented this, i'll shut up about it. don't move, don't. never. it sucks.
