Steve: It's snowing.
Me: Oh. Again.Steve: Wanna Move?
Me: Sure. Where?
Steve: I don't know. St. Thomas. St. Maarten...one of the islands?Me: Ok. Only if it's for 1/2 a year. I want to come back in the summertime.
Steve: Huh. Well, we need jobs, so I don't know how that would work.
Me: I can blog from anywhere.
Me: Here's the thing. I can't live without Target.
Steve: Oh. Yeah, they probably don't have Target down there.
Me: Why are we even talking about this? We can't move.
Steve: I don't know. Because it's snowing?
Here's the dealio, y'all. If you can't find happiness where you are (now), then the likelihood that you'd be happier anywhere else is...slim, at best. In Minnesota, our lives revolve around the weather. And it really does suck sometimes. I hate being cold. I hate being tense from winter driving. I hate the darkness. But it's where I am, where God has placed me, and as much as I may hate the climate sometimes, I also hate the thought of starting over somewhere else, leaving the real, important aspects of my life behind - friends, family, church, job.
Now, would I move to Bora Bora to a fully-furnished, open-air hut on the crystal-clear ocean if all expenses were paid for the rest of my life? Oh, I suppose I could manage that. But that's not reality.
The reality is that I can layer clothes like nobody's business. What a waste of talent for me to be stuck on a tropical island somewhere, where the biggest wardrobe decision would be what bathing suit to put on. Pssh.
Plus, warm-weather vacations wouldn't mean nearly as much if I wasn't coming from the flippin' North Pole.
See how I'm talking myself into this new mindset? It's awesome, you should try it.
Days until Disney/Cruise: 30.
Scarf: Cruise-ship boutiqueSweater: Gap, thrifted
Dress (as skirt): Clothes-swapped (thanks, Annie!)
Leggings: TargetBoots: Madden Girl via DSW.com