I had to go with the official video here. I just had to.
By the time RVA All Day was released in summer 2013, we were settled in and engaged. I enjoyed my job. I had a lot to learn, but I was learning every day. In the newsroom, we were learning overall, as there was a new push for social media, newsletters, alerts and keeping the website fresh.
Outside the newsroom, the area was beautiful — I loved that I could go read a book atop a mountain when I was bored. I loved the dining scene. I didn’t mind being away from friends because Richmond took only about an hour and I could take the back way to Northern Virginia.
After the turmoil of 2012 and six years overall of trial-and-error adulthood in the Tri-Cities and Richmond, it was refreshing to once again head to work with a blast of brass.
Sure, I missed being in Richmond sometimes. Sure, I didn’t like being 145 miles away from my mom. Sure, there were days when I did feel a bit isolated from the continuum of the social circle that had roots as far back as elementary school. But it was time for a new, real change.
The ending of this song, starting at the final yell of IT’S TIME TO GET IT ON! summed up how I was feeling.
The next thing I knew, it was 2014 and I was married.
But everything wasn’t perfect.
The job market wasn’t that great for Renée, and I hated how miserable not being able to get a job in her field was making her.
I told her to seriously look for jobs in Richmond and beyond. I figured I’d commute until I could transfer to a property in the company or set out on a new career path. I didn’t want to leave journalism, but for the first time in my life, I had to factor in someone else’s life into my decisions. I couldn’t have this explosion of brass at her expense.
I had to leave. I was up front about it, mostly in the hopes that someone could pull some strings and get me a transfer somewhere. I didn’t want to leave the industry, and I really didn’t want to leave the company.
Renée got a job in Richmond. We moved in October 2015. I began commuting an hour and trying to finesse a spot in Richmond. After a few months with no prospects at that paper, I was beginning to think it was time to finally hang up my press badge and do something that paid more.
Next: Meanwhile, I found my permanent ringtone.