The possibility of us moving there went from 95% last July down to 53% end of January and now it’s a firm 0.3%. At least according to my (very scientific) calculations. Both the grant that Dr Lady’s potential PI applied for and the fellowship Dr Lady applied for fell through last week. We had highest hopes for the PI’s grant, because, you know, at least he’s proven at getting funding (a pretty important thing in the world of Science Research).
It just looks like the Funding Gods have decided other types of projects are a priority. Which is normal. Fine. But disappointing.
There’s still a chance, albeit a very small one. There is one last grant to apply for, this one coming up in April. But we won’t find out until July. And I doubt the Funding Gods will have magically changed their minds about their priorities by then.
Honestly… I’m okay with this. We have a backup that’s almost 100% guaranteed (except… where have we heard that before??), even if it’s not as exciting and adventurous as going overseas. Things kind of shifted when we found out we were pregnant, and exciting and adventurous just isn’t as important as safe and near(er) family. I had a bit of time to transition to the idea of not-France, and now that I have, I am firmly for not-France. Fall is going to be adventure enough without throwing in navigating and trying to live in a foreign country.
Which is not to say that if it does still happen, I won’t be 100% gung-ho about it and figure out exactly how to make it work. I just currently recognize that moving to a foreign country as two people would be difficult enough, let alone with two and a newborn.
What’s our backup? Michigan. Haha, I know, right? All the way from Arizona to Michigan. A Florida girl moving to the cold, bitter, dark north and away from her offline friends just in time to have a major life change. But hey – at least they speak English. Probably.
So that’s where we’re at right now. We still won’t know for certain for a few more months, but hopefully (hopefully!) we’ll be moved before September, so I’ll have enough time to nest and find a new doctor etc etc before Lady Jr makes their debut.
Any reassurances about the great frigid north would be most welcome. We lived in Seattle for two years, but that’s mild compared to the midwest. I’ve been doing my research, but it’s still difficult to think of it as anything other than a vast frozen tundra. Of course, before we moved here, I thought Arizona was a vast, horrifically hot, wasteland. It turned out to be quite pleasant – except for four months out of the year when the air literally boils. But, you know, there are ways to cope. I assume it’ll be the same in Michigan.