East Coast or West Coast? An Impossible Decision



The hardest part of my decision came down to where I would be living. The east coast or the west coast. The east coast would have been the easy decision: I've lived here my entire life, I'm comfortable here, I've made the greatest friends here, and I love it here. It's easy and predictable. I could do it quite easily. But I never do things the easy way. I've always done thing the hard way. 

So the decision was clear to me from the moment that I had both offers on the table: take the West Coast choice. The west coast choice was the harder choice, it was the one where I don't know anyone, that I don't know where I'm going, I won't have a car, where I don't know what I'm going to be doing, and it's going to be okay. 


I'm freaking out about this more than you'll know. My best friend down here, is like my big brother, in fact I call him my brother a lot, and he'll introduce me as his little sister. His wife is like an older sister to me as well. We do the same. They're my little family down here, and they've seen me freak out more than once. They text me everyday to reassure me that they're always here for me, that they'll do anything for me and that if I don't take this opportunity then I'll regret it for the rest of my life - they're right. 

So that's exactly I decided to do. I took the job. When it came down to it, it was either continue my experience in Attractions at Walt Disney World or take myself out to California and work in attractions out in Disneyland. I've never been further west than Austin, Texas, so while it was hard to tell myself 'Go to Cali' that's exactly what I'm doing. 

I'm moving to California. 
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