But it's much worse for Emmy. She wants to play in the yard, she wants to be outdoors, see plants and live, and she just can't. For 6 or more months out of the year it's just drizzly and cold, and the yard is all mud because it never gets a chance to dry between each rain.
We need to get the fuck out of here and move somewhere where we can be outdoors more.
It's made me think about a general principle that I struggle with.
Our house here is *amazing*. It's like the most perfect setup in a near-urban environment that I can imagine.
We have beautiful views of the lake and mountains. We can walk to the lake and swim in the summer. We can walk to nice grocery stores and bakeries and restaurants. It's so crazy quiet. Our house is very protected from the street and neighbors. It's just a dream.
But that doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how many "pros" you can list for your home, or your job, or your lover - if they are fundamentally making you unhappy, you have to get the hell away from them. You can't beat your deep feelings down with the logical list of how good it is. You can have a thousand things in the pros column and if the cons column is "it makes me unhappy" then change it.