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The Oregon Trail

A lot of things have changed.

Like, a lot of them.

The biggest thing that has (or at least is about to) changed is my location. In a few short weeks The Colonel and I will be embarking on a real live Oregon Trail and moving to Portland!


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To make a long story short, we've been talking about moving for ages but wanted to do it the right way (i.e. save up money, purge excess crap, visit a few cities, pick one, get jobs etc.). You know what they say about best laid plans right? Turns out The Colonel accepted a transfer to Portland at the end of last week and now we have roughly a month to be moved the 2300 miles to Oregon.

Holy moly.

Interestingly, a few weeks ago I started watching My City's Just Not That Into Me on FYI and thought just for kicks to take their My City Personality Test. My results?




I mean, is anyone surprised? I love mountains. I like to be outside. I hate humidity and hot hot summers. Why wouldn't I be in one of these cities? The Colonel took the quiz too and matched 2 out of 3. We're apparently meant to be.

Anyway, logistics are currently being figured out in a panic in an orderly and adult fashion but I have figured out that my last day at work will be May 8th and we will be taking trip 1 of 2 out west starting May 12th...or 13th...ok so that part isn't figured out yet.

I haven't felt entirely like blogging lately but I thought a 2300 mile cross country move seemed particularly blog-worthy. Do you agree?

Keep up with me on instagram and see the photos of the adventure well before I get the time to sit and write about it. And tell me, have you ever been out west?



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  1. WOW!! How exciting!! I hope you'll keep blogging, I want to hear all about it!
    I am sad we won't get to run together now. :( Does this change your Ironman plans?

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  2. A month... just got the answer to my question I put on your other post :)

    I think its going to be a beautiful place to live!!!!

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