After announcing that I am considering leaving Las Vegas, inquiring minds want to know. What decision did I make? Short answer: I still don’t know.
Moving is a BIG decision, for me anyway. And I’m allowing myself the time I need to make it. However, after careful contemplation, lots of conversations with people who love me, and in the midst of writing a book loosely based on my experiences being newly single in today’s frustrating world of dating, I did make two decisions. That much I can share.
Whatever I do decide, it can’t be about men.
The whole reason I was inspired to leave Vegas is because dating here sucks. But so what? Everything else about my life is pretty damn-near perfect. Why am I putting so much focus on men and whether or not I’m dating one? It seems ridiculous and immature. I’m putting an end to it. My happiness is not dependent upon men. It never was before. It should not be now. If I do leave Las Vegas, it will be because I want to, because I want a change, because it seems like a good decision that could benefit me personally. It won’t have a thing to do with men.
If I do leave Las Vegas, I’m moving to San Marcos, Texas.
Originally, I had a whole list of additional cities to consider, but after one visit to Central Texas, I knew it was unnecessary to continue to tour around the states. The people of San Marcos are wonderful and friendly. The town is fun, enjoyably paced, and safe for a single woman to live alone. It’s perfectly adjacent to both Austin and San Antonio. I would be close to my family. It truly is the perfect alternative for me should I ever decide to slow my life down and move away from the hustle and bustle of this fabulous neon city. There’s no reason to test out other options. It’s like when I’m shopping for shoes. After trying on several pairs, I inevitably purchase the first. San Marcos is it, definitely.
So, I still need time to think and my emotions are all over the place. One day, I’ll think to myself, “I love Las Vegas! There is no way in hell I’m leaving.” Then the following day, I’ll think, “I’m ready to go.” Each day, I have new thoughts, considerations, and feelings. I’m not in the right frame of mind to make a decision yet, but I have time, plenty of time. When I do decide, I’ll write about it here. I promise.
Are you thinking about moving to a different city? What excites you about moving? What scares you? Feel free to comment below!