There are lots of things to like about the change - Helen and I are both much closer to our respective places of work, there's more room in the house for Kailyn to run around (once she learns how to run), the school systems are better (once she's old enough to attend), we found a nanny right around the corner from us, Helen's parents are close by for more babysitting and the area is probably a bit safer than where we used to live (though the homeless people and transvestites were always very nice to our daughter.)
That said, it is a bit weird for me to not live in Seattle, since it's the only place I've resided since I moved here seven years ago. I am no longer a stone's throw away from Safeco Field, downtown or Chinatown, and I won't be seeing the Space Needle when I drive out of my garage anymore.
But I think the biggest change is the symbolic shift I feel I'm making in my life, represented by the physical move - it's like I'm leaving my old life behind in Seattle, and am coming to the realization that I am a married guy with a kid, who is much closer to 40 years old than 30. All I need is a mini-van and my new life as a middle-aged dude will be complete. And before you know it, I'll be this guy, sans the frosty treats.
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