It's not a little move. We're really moving.
Go big or go home, right?
We are packing up and moving a few states over.
This new state is a bit of a drive from our West Texas town. It has mountains, and trees, and pine cones, and rivers, and lakes, and snow, and rain, and temperatures measured with words like "below zero". And after the election this past November, it also has marijuana.
In other words, this new state is the complete opposite of West Texas.
It may seem kind of sudden, but, honestly, God has been planning this move since Honey was a kid. I truly believe this move has been in Honey's heart that long. He is over the moon excited about his new job and coworkers. It's not often you get to have the job of your dreams.
The rest of our little family is mostly excited, with a little bit of scared mixed in. This is the biggest adventure that's happened to our family since the twins were born. I think "mostly excited with a little bit of scared" is a pretty good way to look at a big new adventure.
I'm not sure I'll know what to do when phrases like "...temperatures well above the century mark..." and "...send in your pictures of the haboob that passed over the area..." are not part of the local weather forecast. Apparently there are real places, lo, even in the great United States of America, where the flip flop is not a practical shoe choice. And the realtor in our new state may or may not have laughed at me when I asked that he show us some houses with central air conditioning.
There will probably be some fishing, hunting, hiking, snow skiing, 4 wheeler riding, tubing, and reading on the deck in our future. I'm positive there will be some culture shock, some fashion faux pas, and some closed toe shoe purchasing. But it's nothing the Hairdryer family can't handle, right?
Friday, May 17, 2013