How I did it:
After I got back from my 2 month road trip, and introduction to San Diego, in Summer 2011 it was all I could think about. As time went on, and life in Baltimore sucked my back in, my resolve to move to SD wavered. But I kept reminding myself what I wanted.I finally decided to go for it (I left back at the end of Nov 2012. Haven't been on 43T for a while. oops)
My lease was ending in December and I decided not to renew. I started getting rid of stuff, more and more things didn't make cut. After figuring out that a POD or Uhaul pulling my car was going to cost around $3000-- which I didn't have and wasn't willing to wait to make-- I pared down to get everything into (and on top of) my car. I got a roof-rack and water-proof storage bag to tie to it. I got those vacuum storage bags for clothes and linens (that went on top of the car)
I ended up still having to get a small storage unit, which I still pay for, back home. It contains non-essential essentials (photo albums and journals from years past, yearbooks, sentimental pieces of furniture, etc.) I wish I didn't have that "burden" of stuff still. I honestly don't know when I'll be back home to take care of it. But I'm glad its safe. Anyway...
Everything else (phots, goodbye items from loved ones, books, dvds, art supplies, knickacks and art I adore, kitchen stuff, camping gear, aforementioned closet, foodstuffs, etc.) myself and my dog, Peanut, loaded up and headed out.
We pretty much drove without many "touristy" breaks. We stopped in the panhandle of Florida to meet with my mom (she's in S.FL), stayed in New Orleans for the night with an old friend I hadn't seen since Freshman Year of high school, stopped in Austin for 2 nights because I enjoyed it there last time, El Paso just to sleep, visited White Sands National Monument in NM (one of my favorite states I've been to so far) which was awesome and Peanut loved!, once again in AZ, then made it to San Diego by suppertime. 6 days of pretty much straight driving (8 days total) A lot of driving.
Once I got out here I still needed to find an apartment and a job. Really did this ragamuffin style, which I don't necessarily recommend, but the heart wants what it wants. Peanut and I stayed in a reasonably-priced, pet-friendly, extended-stay hotel while I searched. I got a job within a week or two (a new restaurant that was opening.) Finally found a place, and slowly but surely got settled in....
It's been almost a year, now. Since I've been out here. (Told you I've been off 43T for a while.) I forget how hard it was at the time. How hopeless and lonely and defeated I felt. But I was determined, I guess. I mean, shit, I still feel those ways these days.
I made it work. I'm making it work. Because I want it. That's all there is really. Read how I did it… 2 months ago