This morning found us back in southern Utah, with two pickup trucks and our Budget Rental truck full of the remains of our lives in northern Utah. Yesterday was a little depressing, I know that Wife will never admit how tough it was for her to pull the door closed to her home, knowing that it was now someone else's home, but she did it and I love her that much more for it.
We may no longer be home owners but at least we’ve got some great memories of the place and our life together there.
The last thing we did before we pulled the door closed was to dig out Saint Joseph and clean him up. He’s earned his place in our home, wherever that may be. With the way the markets are right now, the sale of our home is an absolute miracle. I don’t know any other way to describe it, it’s a miracle.
Fresh out of the ground
So it’s now official. We’ve moved to Southern Utah and there’s no turning back. Leaving our lives there has been tough, but it’s for the best. Part of me is sad to see it go, especially this time of year. Fall in that area was absolutely perfect. The days were warm and the nights were cool. The changing of the leaves
and the smell of winter coming was just to die for. Southern Utah will be nice though. We experience all of those things, just not in the usual timing, they’ll be more like November and December experiences now.
Here are a few more pictures from the move…
Soooo Bored
I don't know why, but this shot makes me think of daisy as a nun
So that’s that…I guess the next step is getting out of debt and finding a new house to make our own.
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