Where I Never Thought I'd Be

Three weeks ago, if you'd told me I'd be living in a tiny, old house in Buckhannon, West Virginia...I would have thought you were crazy. 

But here we are. 

Within the span of just over a week, my husband was approached about a job, accepted that job, and started work. Despite it all happening so quickly, I have a feeling that I haven't had in years - that I am exactly where I am supposed to be. 

Buckhannon is like no other place I have ever lived.

  • I can walk to two different coffee shops, a library, a micro-theater, a couple of bakeries, and an antique store.
  • Nearly every single person I have interacted with has called me hon, and it doesn't even feel patronizing.
  • When I scheduled a four hour block appointment with the cable company, they not only actually showed up during that four hour block, they showed up at the beginning of the block.
  • Our landlords found out we stayed in a hotel our first night here because we didn't have air conditioning yet...and they were so upset we didn't call them to stay with them instead.

So far, everything is charming and everyone is kind. While there may not be a lot of digital marketing opportunities, (Exhibit A: when we were looking for a place to live, the large majority of the apartment complexes didn't have websites...) and we're less than a week into this new adventure, I feel remarkably comfortable here. I feel safe. I feel at ease.

And perhaps most importantly? I feel like I can do some really good writing here.