Ok, so I have to make this news public eventually and now is as good of time as any.
I'm moving back to San Francisco.
There I said it. Although, it doesn't feel real. But it is. The Hubs is going back to his old job (with new peeps and projects) and his first day is June 2nd. I dunno when I'll be leaving the amazing city of Toronto but my guess is anytime between late-June to early-August.
I'm still in a bit of shock. Of course, I'm not disappointed that I'm moving back. I just didn't think it would ever happen. And it's not like I've been scheming and hoping ever since I arrived here almost 3 years ago. However an opportunity fell in our lap and we couldn't help but see if it was possible and where it would take us.
What I am incredibly sad about is the community I will be leaving behind. The knitting and all it's wonderful souls. The urban exploration peeps. I've never experienced anything like this. I wish I could pack them up and take them with me. But I know I can't. So for now, I hope to enjoy all your company as much as I can until I depart.
And if you're mad, I totally understand. But if it will make you feel any better there will always be a couch with your name on it.