I think I was born ambivalent!
I just returned from visiting a friend in Minnesota; she lives in a suburb of Minneapolis. I had such a wonderful time with her. We see life in much the same way. I would move there just to hang out with her once a week or so. (Before I'd make that choice, I'd definitely spend a week or two there in January or February!)
However, I grew up here in L.A., and more importantly, I love the people I work with. I work in the financial services industry, and my financial advisors are two of the most reasonable, normal people I've ever had the pleasure of working with. So many financial advisors can't see past their own egos, and my FAs are ethical as well. I'm their assistant; I've worked with them for the past six years. It has been my experience that people make or break this job. The job itself isn't nearly as important as whether or not I get along well with the people I interact with daily.
So do I just resign myself to staying in L.A. for the rest of my life (or at least until I retire!), because I'm afraid to take the risk that I may end up with horrible FAs? If I decide to do that, then I have to find a way to move from my awful (but rent-controlled!) apartment before I completely lose what little sanity I have left. But I digress.
The dilemma isn't between Minnepolis and here. It's the dilemma of risk vs. safety. Has anyone else dealt with this? *sigh*