And, one of the résumés I sent out on Wednesday got a return call. It's a short-term position--I don't know how short--in the local area, although it's in Largo, well over thirty miles away. (Basically I'd head toward where NetWolves is, and keep going.) It'd be through a contracting firm and the hiring manager has to get back to the recruiter, so I won't know if I'm really even in the running for a couple days, but at least I'm out of the starting gate.
I know that even if I get this it'll just delay the questions facing me, though. My house-cleaning is in preparation for a move, the move may well be to the other side of the country, and this means I'm going to have to start seriously thinking about the logistics. I've talked about just crashing with friends and looking for work in Silicon Valley, but what does that mean, exactly? Putting all my remaining stuff in storage here, with the intent of somehow getting it from here to there if I get a stable job? Moving it all out there with me and putting it in storage there, with the assumption I will get a stable job?
In either case, the cost of living in the San Francisco Bay area is steep. How steep? How much would a one-bedroom apartment with 800 square feet, screen porch, a surprisingly great kitchen (pantry, long open counters, dishwasher, disposal) and included washer and dryer go for in Santa Clara? If I hadn't gone month-to-month I'd be paying $660 a month for mine. (Side note: a couple years ago people told me, "Sure, the cost of living is much higher, but the salaries are much higher, too." They are, but the catch is that the cost of living difference between here and there is about twice the salary difference between here and there.) The upshot of this is that I'd have to seek a housemate, which opens up a new can of worms between myself and anyone who offers me space. Would someone be willing to let me transition from houseguest to housemate ASAP, or would I be moving on ASAP?
On paper--well, text editor--storing things here makes more sense, although the logistics of having whatever I leave behind follow me at a later date are daunting. And then there's new questions. Foist my stuff off on mom, because that's what parents are for? If I can, but ya know, I don't want her going through my fanzine boxes. So do those come with me? Just clothes, laptop, and a fine selection of computer programming books and risqué APAs. Hmm.
I know these questions would come to mind sooner or later, of course; I suppose they're coming now because the "Tampa Pack"--my local group of friends--seems to have a lot of melancholy in it lately, and tonight it struck me that the prospect of my move added a little to it. Ultimately friends are what I've formed my sense of place around. My thoughts about moving out west have flitted around for years (they actually go back a decade, before most of the current members of the Tampa Pack were in Tampa!), but they're taking on a gravity now they didn't have.
As much as the idea of a move seems to make sense--and as long as I've been interested in moving to the area--actually doing it won't be easy. In the final analysis the logistics aren't what will make it difficult.
But those are the only parts I can focus on.