I was walking down the aisle of our local grocery store yesterday and took a minute to better observe the store remodel we have endured the last few months. The walls and floors look quite nice , but now I have no idea where anything is....which ticks me off. I'm getting there. Each week we go I get a better lay of the land, but most shoppers still push their carts around like lost souls. I got to wondering if I were a visitor to the area if I would find this a nice store to shop in? Then I had a really profound and overwhelming thought; I want to move.
Now, if I were a normal person I would chock this craziness up to end of Winter restlessness, but I'm not even remotely normal and I think all seasons should last as long as they are intended to last (even Summer, which I dislike). I love Winter, and yet, maybe I'd like to experience Winter somewhere else. Midlife crisis, maybe? I'd say I'm a little old for that. Boredom? I rarely get bored. Maybe just good old wanderlust. Could I really belong somewhere other than Northern Illinois?
When I returned home I enlisted the aid of Find Your Spot. Find Your Spot takes you through a lengthy, and free, questionnaire and then offers up a number of places they think would suit you well. The majority of mine were in Vermont, Maine, and Oregon. Progressive, four seasons, not too many people, a library, and a yarn store. Not more than an hours drive from theaters and museums, and a large body of water.
Not listed, was where I think I really need to be, Grand Marais, MN. In fact, if I could wiggle my nose and work magic, I'd be there right now. To be fair, I've never visited any of the places Find Your Spot selected just for me, and maybe there are a few I might love.
Despite my itchy feet, I won't be going anywhere. The ties that bind are strong here and, let's face it, unless we win the lottery, the cost of living here is what we can afford. Still, it's fun to dream.
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