maura @ 1:26 pm
I still have 20 minutes left before I have to go back to do lunch at Gus’ school, and I really *should* be doing schoolwork. But after going for a while at a good clip I suddenly got all squirrely and started thinking about jobs and moving. In about 3 weeks I’ll be halfway finished with my MLS, which means I will probably be heading out on the job market come next May. Just like with other academic jobs, I’ve heard it’ll likely take longer to find a position if I’m not willing to relocate.
I LOVE where we live. I love our building, neighborhood, borough, and city. I could write pages and pages about all the things I love. I also hate moving. Hated it even before we had Gus, and now just thinking about it makes my blood run cold (I think we would just have to ship him out for the whole process, seriously).
Then why is my brain spinning these possible job relocation scenarios lately? I’m not sure. You could probably blame it on the blogs. The other day I stumbled upon one from a librarian at a small college in New England and her situation sounded lovely. A lot of nature and a fast + easy commute to her job (which of course she loves).
I know the pros and cons of it all. Of course there’s no perfect situation. If we gain a house (more space for less money), we lose time (more to clean and maintain). If we gain more nature (fewer people), we lose diversity (and all the incredible food experiences we have here). If we gain a 5 minute commute by car, we lose the subway (which Gus loves) and are chained to the car, to boot.
And of course if we moved we’d lose the people, all of our friends and Gus’ friends that we’ve made in the past 7 yrs and before. As the only extravert in the family I can definitely say that would be hard, hard, hard.
Like many things I’m not sure where this is going, but now it’s time for me to go so that’s all for now.