I've created this space to chronical my journey back to Indiana from a bad bad bad decision I made to move away. After law school, I felt stuck between a rock and a hard place with my job and took a great opportunity doing the same thing for another company. The catch was that it was in Jacksonville, Florida. Coming from the seemingly boring Indianapolis, Indiana, I jumped at the chance to make more money even if it meant moving myself, my husband and the dogs down south. I had to start November 1, but Ken couldn't come until June. We could do it, right? No big deal.
Now, three months into it, the job is not what I thought it would be, I'm more miserable than I have ever been in my life and I have done things I never thought I'd do. First being drinking two whole bottles of wine in 45 minutes and then being dumb enough to pick up the phone and call my parents acting stupid before I fell asleep (or passed out on them) and second, seriously contemplated how I could get in a serious enough accident as to not have to go into work for awhile, but not die.
So, after scaring myself, I sat and separated all of the factors out. Some believe that it's just because Ken and I are apart right now. But, when it comes down to it, I am still going to feel like this even with him here. I'm still going to hate my situation. I thought of how I could make things better at work and I can't. The only solution that brings me peace is that I will find a job back in Indianapolis and move back home. So, even if I disappoint everyone in my life, the solution is to come back home.
So, begins my journey home again.
