Recently I’ve been feeling a bit adrift in my own life, a sort of vague searching for purpose type of feeling. My default reaction to this sensation is to up sticks and re-locate which goes some way to explaining why we have lived in such a variety of places over the years.
But this time I must be thinking like a proper actual grown up (for once) as I have taken a step away from salacious property porn viewing on Rightmove and tried to identify exactly why I want to move.
Of course there is a large element of ‘greener grass’ syndrome, it is easy to think that everything will be better somewhere new. The reality of this is summed up in a quote from my lovely friend Anna, “same shit, different view”.
I think it all comes down to having something to anchor you to a place. It might be a family connection, a job, a partner, a lifelong ambition to live near the sea/city/countryside.
I chose Dorset five years ago because of the excellent state schools but as the teens grow older and move on even that tenuous link will be broken.
Which leaves me with…not much. Dorset folk have proved a fairly tough nut to crack socially and I can take my work anywhere so no ties there.
Which leaves me a choice, to quell my fight or flight instinct and try to forge new reasons to stay, or to hit the Right move app and start the re-invention process all over again in a new place.
Common sense tells me to man up and do the former which is quite daunting as it involves lots of ‘putting yourself out there’ type activities.
The jury is still out so I will let you know what I decide but, in the meantime, what would consider to be your life anchors? What keeps you happy and content where you are?