This is a tough one for me. On one hand, i LOVE where we live, and on the other, I pretty much hate it.
I love the physical where we live.
- We live on an island, and we are literally a block from the ocean or a block from the sound, which makes going to the beach so incredibly easy. We rarely put on our suits. We'll just wander down for a walk or to find some shells or splash a little for an hour or so and then we walk home. It's awesome.
-I love our apartment. It's a great size for us, even though most would probably say it's too small. 3 bedrooms, but I dont even have to unplug the vacuum once to vacuum the entire place.
-if Brandus teaches one more year at a Title 1 school, he'll have $5000 forgiven off of his student loans.
What do I hate?
-I hate the schools around us. Which, seeing as we're teachers, kinda sucks. The politics and the set up of the schools around here, especially testing, is awful. I believe that standardized tests should have a place in things, but i do NOT think you should be telling an EIGHT YEAR OLD that they can't go into the next grade because they failed the end of year exams. What about the rest of the year?
-we're 45 minutes from a major marine base. I have no problems with the military or anything, but it DEFINITELY colors the politics and the beliefs around here. I'll give you a hint, Brandus and I are both screamingly liberal and non-Christian. These things do not fly so well around here. It makes it hard to find like minded people when you don't want to open your mouth for fear of pissing off your principal or a parent, or a teacher who just used the word "niglet" to describe some black children (NO IM NOT JOKING OMG).
-it's really fucking hot. we've been at a ridiculous heat index for weeks. and omg so humid. and i'm USED to humidity
-Brandus really really hates it. Mostly the schools and the military/conservative issue.
So, I am torn. This is why for the last two years, we've been planning to move. But with the job situation, even for special ed teachers, we can't justify picking up and going somewhere without jobs already lined up. Plus, we can't fucking decide on where we want to move.
I could happily put down some roots here, but..maybe we're leaving next summer. Maybe we're not. It's all over confusing.