I wouldn’t describe myself as spontaneous. I like planning ahead. I enjoy making schedules, itineraries, and pretty much having a detailed plan for the next six months at any given time.
So when Tony called me on my drive home from work several months ago and asked me if I wanted to move to Italy, I surprised myself when I screamed “YES!” in a matter of five seconds. I surprised myself again when we didn’t have a follow-up conversation about the logistics of it all… and then again when we were looking for apartments in Italy… and then again when I quit my job and told them I was moving to Italy with no job and no plan… Suuurpriiiisee???
The official move date is February 12th, but we’re keeping busy until then between driving cross-country to visit my family for a few weeks, looking for apartments, taking Italian classes, figuring out visas, getting a puppy passport, shipping our belongings, packing our life away, and generally just doing things that moving to another country requires.
Now that everything is out in the open I feel like I can finally breathe and soak it all in! I’ve had to keep this little adventure of ours a secret for the last few months and I’ve felt like I was going to burst at any point. I’m excited, nervous, and mostly just in disbelief about it all. I know living in Italy will continue to surprise Tony and I, and it won’t always be cannolis and espresso, but I can’t think of a better adventure with a better person… and Louie, of course.
And can we just talk about all the food and recipe inspiration? I mean c’mon!!! The Bite-Sized Baker is moving to Italy!