I am moving to Tamworth
Yes, friends, I am returning to the wild North West; home of Country Music, the Golden Guitar and kooky religious groups. For every 10 people, there’s a church with a neon cross. It’s like being on the set of True Blood except there are no sexy vampires and no one can read minds. Or can they? Maybe they can? STOP THINKING ABOUT IT.
I am scared that I won’t like it. After spending nearly 10 years whining about living in Sydney (the traffic, the expense, the pace of life) what if I go back to the country and feel just as out of place?
There are lots of things I love about the city, namely food, movies and art. I love working at Hawaii Tourism Oceania and Tourism Oman. I really love my old uni friends that live here, as well as the vibrant, hilarious, creative friends I have made in Sydney.
But I am weary. I am tired of sharp angles, straight lines and grey and black; of being in debt and struggling to stay healthy in a city that demands so much time and energy.
I can’t wait to walk down the street and see dusty riding boots instead of shiny business shoes, wake up to Magpies instead of Boeings and see nothing but darkness in the night sky. I am particularly excited about popping in for cups of tea with my family, without a six hour drive between drinks.
I move back to Tamworth full-time on October 1st to start work as the Media and Public Relations Officer at the New England Institute of TAFE. It’s a six month contract so we’ll see how I go.
In the meantime, I am having a farewell bash on the eve of the Spring Equinox (September 22nd) and the theme is ‘peaches’. Save the date – details to follow.
Have you made a tree change? How did that work out for you?