The Leen

If you’re on Facebook, you’ve probably seen my status update: we’re moving to San Francisco!

Brett got a new job there, and he starts on June 1st. So it’s all happening very, very quickly, which is both good and bad. Good because money coming in is good, and bad because, well, packing an entire house in a week is really hard. But we’re making progress, thankfully, and I think we can get it done.

He’ll be working at a coffee company there, and we’re really excited about it. We went down last week, over my birthday, to check it out and talk to the people at the company and, ultimately, look for an apartment.

We found an awesome apartment; it’s in the Sunset District and has everything we had put on our apartment wish list, except that it’s not on the ground floor. But that’s okay! It’s the top floor of a two-unit building, and it’s huge. We think it may be almost as big as our house now, which is fantastic, because everything else we saw was tiny. It was built in 1920 and has beautiful built-ins, hardwoods, bay windows in almost every room, a huge kitchen with washer/dryer hookups (yes!!!), and even a private two-car garage so Brett can have a studio and we can have a place to store our bikes and mopeds, and Elanor’s stroller.

This wasn’t something we’d planned a long time in advance; it’s not like we’ve been cooking this up for a while and just not telling anyone. It came up right around the time he was laid off, and we decided to pursue it because, hey, a job is a job, and it’s with a good company in a great city, so we figured it would be worth moving. And so far, it’s definitely proving to be worth it!

The plan is that we’ll get the truck this Saturday, and leave Seattle on Monday. Brett will drop Elanor and me in Portland and pick up his dad, and they’ll drive our stuff down. Elanor and I are going to stay in Portland until June 3rd, and then we’ll come back to Seattle for my annual cardiology checkup, and fly down to San Francisco from here.

That’s the story. It’s all happened within a week or so, but so many things have fallen so perfectly into place we know it’s right. We asked God before we left to make it crystal clear if moving was what we were supposed to do, and He really did. We both have an amazing peace about all of this, and as sad as we are to be leaving our friends in Seattle, we’re really excited about what the future holds for us.

If you’re the praying kind, you could pray that our house in Seattle rents as soon as possible. We’re not breaking a lease, but we’ll get our last month’s rent back if it does, and that’s a big chunk of money. You could also pray that I find some work in San Francisco. I think I’m going to look for something outside the house: Brett will have a set schedule, so he can watch Elanor, and it will let me get out of the house and meet people.

Well, I have a ton of packing to do…I need to get moving!