NJH- Anonymous Jersey Hater

I am so ready to move out of New Jersey. Good Bye East Coast -THE SHORE, hello to the BEACH. California here I come (or Arizona).

I try to be satisfied with what I have. I hold my baby and think...she is so happy with just the basics, food, warmth, love. Why can't I be satisfied?

Then I realize that she gets a warm, fresh bottle made when she wants it. She fusses a little and we hold her. She has warmth because she does not have to walk around in a house that is 70 degrees (it feels like 60..okay, maybe 65 because of the draft in the back door. I have needs too! Bottom line, when a baby fusses we do not give her cold or sour milk. We give her what she wants. When I fuss for the West Coast, I do not want the mid-west or Mississippi. I have needs too.




Trader Joes. I will be LOUD. They are a great grocery store, but they have left a bad taste when it comes to families and transferring. We have put in for the Arizona store twice and been left to NewJersey's $6,000 a year property taxes. And if we want to move back west we have to demote and pay for it!! And that may take a year! We have put in a decade here and commuted a dreadful year to North Jersey. (this was when my husband had to rent a bedroom for a year and come home on the weekends, this was right after I had my fourth child and also the year my migraines began and have not stopped).

And today, Kaylin saw a strange man looking in our front window. He had long hair and a black hat. She came in screaming and crying. Okay, I think we need to move! I am done with jug handles (the thrilling left hand turn done to the right??) I am done with crazy neighbors sending hate letters, (I'll explain that later), I am done with lone holidays and inviting pretend "cousins". I am done explaining to my kids that "yes, that is what it is like to have cousins". I want a Grandma and Grandpa. I tried the surrogate ones, they SUCK.

So, While I have served my time with a full heart, I am done. Done with tacit remarks, thoughts, and arguments.