When Moving Across the Country, Remember This
Moving across the country from Minnesota to California was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. I recommend to anyone, try moving somewhere you don’t know a single person. I lived in California for 6 months by myself before Ryan got there. Doing so helped me grow as a person and learn so much about myself.
This is what to remember when moving across the country on your own.
Be Prepared, But Roll With The Punches.
I am so grateful for my mom’s help before I actually made the move. She was so supportive of me following my dreams and living somewhere warm and new. She flew out to San Diego with me, two weeks before I was planning on moving. I had the U-Haul booked, I had the place I wanted to live picked out, and I had interviews lined up. I am a hardcore planner. But, as I am reminded so many times in life, plans can change.
It turned out, the apartment I was in love with did not have availability for me to move in as soon as I needed. This sent my mom and I into a little bit of a panic. We spent two days researching and driving to different apartments. Too many apartments to count, trying to find me a place to live. Finally, we found the perfect one in Mission Valley. Crises averted. Next, I had a couple interviews lined up, but those jobs ended up being not what I wanted. I was really upset at first, but decided to give myself a break. Considering I was a fresh college graduate, I decided to give myself a little time to find a job I wanted. A serving job at a restaurant was always a fallback option. It took over a month of interviewing and job searching, but I found a recruitment coordinator job in Del Mar. Sometimes, I need to remind myself to take a deep breath. Everything works out the way it is meant to in the end.
Enjoy The Journey
The ride out to San Diego was an amazing road trip. My two best friends, my sister, myself, and of course my dog, Kneesaa, all packed into my Pontiac Torrent. We planned a 4 day drive filled with stops along the way.
Day 1 we left at 3am and were determined to make it to Denver. This was the LONGEST DAY EVER. I may be a Midwestern girl, but there was nothing exciting to see between Minneapolis and Denver. We thought is was a mirage when we first saw mountains. When we realized the mountains were real, we screamed with excitement.
Day 2 was BEAUTIFUL. We drove through the Rocky Mountains, into Utah, and ended our day at the Grand Canyon. We took a break in Moab, Utah and went swimming in a Moab Creek. The pictures do not do this day justice. I had never been out west before and the difference of the land throughout the region is truly breath taking.
Day 3 we had lunch in Flagstaff which is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. We took our time walking around town admiring the local art and the unique murals on every building. We watched forest turn to desert as we made our way to Phoenix. My aunt was an amazing host our last night on the road. We told her what we had experienced so far and what we couldn’t wait to do when we made it to San Diego. It all felt surreal.
Day 4 was the last day on the road and we were anxious with anticipation. We spent the last 8 hours in the car praying the car would not over heat. Yuma, Arizona was 123 degrees when we stopped for lunch. The 4 of us literally cheered once the temperature got back into the double digits. The first thing we did was drop off the U-Haul at my apartment a watch the sunset on the beach.
The journey was sweet, but the destination was paradise.
You Are The Best Company
Everyone left and reality started sinking in. I was alone. I had Kneesaa of course, but she wasn’t much of a talker. California is very dog friendly so she came most places with me. At the end of the day though it was really me, myself, and I. Ryan was at basic training so we could only communicate by letters and one weekly phone call. I decided to take a risk and explore San Diego on my own.
I discovered my favorite hiking spot and hiked multiple times a week with Kneesaa. Visiting the dog beach on Coronado became a weekly occurrence. I took the time to check out the malls and all the different beaches in San Diego. I stumbled upon the best hole in the wall sushi place I have ever been to. It is still my favorite sushi place to this day. At random, I found a Christian radio station and started listening to it every day. I connected with myself and my spiritual side. I was exactly where I was meant to be. Like most people, I have always tried to be the best version of myself. But I can honestly say, it took me until this point in my life to truly love and accept myself, just as I am. And truly loving and accepting myself has shot me forward in so many other aspects of my life.