After two-and-a-half years of living above my Port Townsend Leader office, my wife, Karen, and our two fuzzy children, Ronin and Nula, have finally moved into a house in Port Townsend.
Until …
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After two-and-a-half years of living above my Port Townsend Leader office, my wife, Karen, and our two fuzzy children, Ronin and Nula, have finally moved into a house in Port Townsend.
Until now, we took turns commuting back and forth to Olympia where she worked out of our home. She would drive to Port Townsend for a long weekend and sometimes I would spend a weekend in Olympia. The commute was nice but we are both glad it is over.
You often hear it recommended that one shouldn’t live where one works. Though it was an unimaginably short commute (out one door, down the outdoor staircase and in the front door) it blurs the work/life line balance too much - you can never get away from work.
That’s why we’ve moved a block (or so) from Fort Worden.
Most Saturdays, I have had the pleasure of taking a walk through the streets of PT, and eventually weaving through the trails of Fort Worden.
It’s all too easy to lose oneself among these tall trees and surf but occasionally a sea gull will call you back to your senses.
We’ve been looking for a place here for almost three years and about a month ago, a friend of mine picked up the scent of a house for rent.
It is, dare I say it, the bee’s knees. Aside from my olfactory nerves taking direct hits from the carpets (either the prior tenants or their pets were not house trained) the location is near perfection.
Outside my back door, eyes to the sky and two bald eagles roost.
And while I’m happy the move is behind me, bringing the accumulated possessions of our seven years of marriage was, as you’ve probably experienced, garbage.
My grandfather likes to say that, “it’s not about where you go, it’s the journey,” but this time at least, I think he’s wrong.
For me, right now it’s all about the destination: Port Townsend.
To those of you reading from Chimacum, Port Ludlow, Quilcene, and further, I’m sure most of you can agree, we’re all here because we’re not all there.
(Lloyd Mullen is co-owner and Publisher of The Leader. Ronin comforts the bereaved and greets visitors in his role as News Terrier at The Leader).