The decision has been made.

The trigger pulled.

We are bidding our current studio a fond farewell.

And I do mean fond.

Really fond.

Never ending explosions next door? Adios.

Clanging radiators and stinky, shoeless people? Adieu.

Disruptive construction workers and cheesy nightclub? In the words of Heidi Klum, Auf Wiedersehen.

So long, parking lot that was commandeered, leaving our vehicles homeless.

To clarify: we're not closing. We're just moving.

Do you know what the technical term for what we've been experiencing for the past year in this location?

The technical term is "BAD."

It's bad. So bad that I'm willing to pack up 3,000 square feet of stuff and put it somewhere else.

If you'd like a refresher on why I would do something like this to myself, read about the kettlebells here and the construction here.

Things that are on my new studio wish list:

1. Air conditioning. This summer has been brutal. We've actually closed a couple of times because of unsafe working conditions due to heat.

2. A freestanding building. I moved into this space when the building was empty. Now it's full of juke boxes and weights being thrown against my office wall. Freestanding means no one can move in next door. Or above us.

3. More space. We need it.

4. Parking. Dealing with meters and pay lots is no fun.

5. Better light. We have windows, but I have to augment them with photography lights to take decent photos. Bigger windows, and more of them, would be better.

If you know of a space in the Twin Ports, let me know -- there's a contact button in the upper right.

There is much to be done. Plumbers to call and electricians to book and plans to be drawn and babies to tend.

I am going to do something that I have practiced many times in my life: put one foot in front of the other until the destination is reached.

And right now, just about any destination is better than staying put and listening to the heavy metal I have blasting through the studio wall.