Fast forward two weeks, and unfortunately, our potential buyers changed their minds and backed out of the deal. Our house was back on the market....and, I had already given notice of my resignation at work. We were moving forward, in spite of the new reality. I spent my last week in Utah helping Linda pack up the house & put as much in storage as possible. It was a whirlwind, with not nearly enough time to get it all done, much less squeeze in one last skiing adventure, which I'd hoped for.
|Beautiful view of the mountains south of Moab, UT|
Saying goodbye to the family wasn't easy. I pulled out of Green River, Utah in the morning on Tuesday, April 15th. It was a long, but uneventful day of driving all the way to Santa Rosa, New Mexico. I did have one potential screw up when I tried to avoid the I-40 & I-25 intersection by taking a shortcut. After I got on it, I realized that it was labled "No Trucks". There weren't any low bridges, but I think the signage was there so the rich people of that part of town wouldn't have trucks driving through their area. Thankfully, I made it through without a problem.
The following day, I drove from Santa Rosa to Highland Village, Texas, nearby where we used to live. The next day, I stayed put and got to see many friends from our old church in the small group I used to be a part of. Later that day, I got together for dinner with the Gordon and Hargus clans and had a great time catching up. It felt great to be in such a familar place and made me consider the possibility of living there again.
|I drove by our old house which we owned from 2002-2011|
|All the kids just keep getting bigger. Lots of personality from these kids we've known since birth!|
|My favorite East Texas BBJ joint|
My first campsite at the Escapees Rainbow Plantation
|Another incredible Alabama sunrise|