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thirteenrocksI'm looking into refinancing the bungalow, since my 5 year ARM matures next year.
My father asked the question(s): Do I think I'll stay in Rochester for less than 10 years, or more than ten years.
In leiu of 2007, admid numerous conversations with individuals, and slight soul-searching on my part, I have contrived an answer.
Although a yes or no answer isn't as simple, nor is a complicated one.
The future, is exactly what it is: the future, and I am not in a position to predict anything regarding myself in that type of context. If the past is any inclination, the future is up for grabs.
I arrived in July of 2000 after completing my bachelors in Nursing from Clarke College. Relocated from Dubuque, IA. I didn't know anyone in the Rochester, Area. I came alone.
Eight years later, I'm still in Rochester, MN, a happy house owner, who knows many people within the community (and outside the community), with a stable well-paying job, and a close support group of family and friends. I've taken root.
And I've thought of relocating. I've thought about many things. I don't know where I would go. There is no gravitational pull one way or another. Sure exotic locations and travel assignments have been tossed around, examined, feasability looked into.
There is a BIG difference between: NEEDING to relocate, WANTING to relocate, and relocating.
Needing, wanting aside, I have no desire to relocate. Period. And why would I?
Sure there is life outside your apartment, the grass could be greener on the other side, and there is something to be said, by sowing where your seeds were planted.
I work three days aweek, night shifts, on a unit that I am comfortable, and know the doctors. I have have shelter that I enjoy, a phat cat that keeps me company, and I get laid on a regular basis (semi-regular). My basic survial needs are met.
There is an international airport 20 purse throws from my front door, and a major international airport an hours drive.
Sure Rochester isn't perfect. Rochester isn't "heaven" in the Christianity sense of the word, nor is anywhere else for that matter.
Uprooting an established younge but rooted tree is difficult. And I am fine where I am.
My father asked the question(s): Do I think I'll stay in Rochester for less than 10 years, or more than ten years.
In leiu of 2007, admid numerous conversations with individuals, and slight soul-searching on my part, I have contrived an answer.
Although a yes or no answer isn't as simple, nor is a complicated one.
The future, is exactly what it is: the future, and I am not in a position to predict anything regarding myself in that type of context. If the past is any inclination, the future is up for grabs.
I arrived in July of 2000 after completing my bachelors in Nursing from Clarke College. Relocated from Dubuque, IA. I didn't know anyone in the Rochester, Area. I came alone.
Eight years later, I'm still in Rochester, MN, a happy house owner, who knows many people within the community (and outside the community), with a stable well-paying job, and a close support group of family and friends. I've taken root.
And I've thought of relocating. I've thought about many things. I don't know where I would go. There is no gravitational pull one way or another. Sure exotic locations and travel assignments have been tossed around, examined, feasability looked into.
There is a BIG difference between: NEEDING to relocate, WANTING to relocate, and relocating.
Needing, wanting aside, I have no desire to relocate. Period. And why would I?
Sure there is life outside your apartment, the grass could be greener on the other side, and there is something to be said, by sowing where your seeds were planted.
I work three days aweek, night shifts, on a unit that I am comfortable, and know the doctors. I have have shelter that I enjoy, a phat cat that keeps me company, and I get laid on a regular basis (semi-regular). My basic survial needs are met.
There is an international airport 20 purse throws from my front door, and a major international airport an hours drive.
Sure Rochester isn't perfect. Rochester isn't "heaven" in the Christianity sense of the word, nor is anywhere else for that matter.
Uprooting an established younge but rooted tree is difficult. And I am fine where I am.