Well, it’s official. I am moving to Grand Cayman sometime in the beginning of September. I say some time because I know I’ll be starting my new job on September 14th, but they haven’t given me a date for my departure flight.
A lot of people have asked questions regarding my housing situation and what I plan on doing with all of my things, so I’ll address that here.
My house. I bought my house back in 2002 when I was 20 years old, engaged and planning on having kids. Obviously, that plan fell through. Thankfully… I love my house, but I do not need a house at this point in my life. The stars pull at my hair too much. I have a serious case of the wanderlust. So I’m selling because I don’t want to worry about the hassle of having to rent it out.
Since I do not want to worry about the storage of the multitude of things that I own, I’m getting rid of everything. Well almost everything. My parents are going to let me keep two footlockers at their house that I’ll fill with things of sentimental value. The only things I’m planning on taking with me are my clothes, my computer and my camera. That’s it. So I am getting rid of everything. And I have spent years as a semi-hoarder. Thankfully, it’s not a painful process to get rid of things, it’s just very time consuming. I’ve found myself puzzled several times, saying to myself “I’m a single person, why the heck did I ever need 27 coffee mugs?” I’ve bewildered myself with some of my previous purchases.
Subject two – my dogs.
The best thing about this contract is that I can actually take my dogs. Well, I can’t take them at first because they’ll have to go through a series of tests to ensure that they are able to come into the country and stay in a quarantine of sorts. However, they’ll be able to join me in a few months and my awesome sister is going to take care of them while they’re waiting. And I’m sure she’ll be more than happy to accompany them on the flight down when they join me.
Hopefully that answers the two main questions that people seem to have for me.