California Will Be Good

Along with the excitement of a new job, new career, new home . . . well, comes a little angst. After all, well . . . its a new job, new career, new home. The Dr. needs to get licensed and find a job. We need to figure out where exactly we will live. Where we want to live. Where we can afford to live. I need to get two kids enrolled in school. Figure out where all the stuff is again - grocery stores, health clubs, pet stores. My oldest son is worried about making friends. Only my little guy is 100% ready to get a new house.

So I've been compiling a short list of all the positives:

• I'm a VP
• More sunshine
• Less snow - I don't have to test the AWD
• Less rain - I can wear the red suede and patent shoes more often
• Closer to my gal pal Betty . . . can you say "shoe-shopping?"
• Closer to Vegas
• Son #1's surfer dude hair might actually be used for surfing
• Did I mention more sunshine?

That's enough to work with for now. I just have to keep this list longer than the other list, which includes:

• Getting the house ready to sell
• Finding hotel/corporate housing for me while I'm still commuting, so I don't have to use up the family housing allowance I'm granted until I'm actually ready to bring the family down
• Getting the house ready to sell
• Planning my commuting weeks
• Getting the house ready to sell . . .

Let's stop now . . .

A big thank you to all of you who commented . . . Hopefully, with one big thing behind me that's no longer consuming me, I'll have a few more hours in the day to stop by and comment for you.

Love you all!

Respectfully submitted,

The Wife