As I write this, my family and I (minus one) are resting in a hotel in Houston, after driving all the way across the way too big state of Texas. The trip has gone really well so far. Traffic has been light, the kids have been great, and the weather has really cooperated.
It’s an odd feeling, being unemployed and homeless, but really freeing. I mean, I have a job that I’m starting on the 24th, and we have a vacation condo lined up when we arrive in Orlando, but technically, I’m still unemployed and homeless. It’s wonderful!
One big plus is that I no longer have a job making stuff to kill people. The reality of what I did really began to weigh on me the last few years. It’s also a brand new start for 4 of us.
The hardest part of this is leaving my oldest daughter in Arizona with my folks. She’s finishing up her senior year of high school and, after giving her the choice, she decided (and I agree) that the best, and right, choice was to stay and finish. That doesn’t mean I haven’t cried like a baby the last two days, because I have. Even tonight, after talking to her on the phone, I hung up and needed a few tissues.
Tomorrow we head for Tallahassee to visit with my wife’s sister and her husband. Should be a shorter drive, and a pretty easy day. Then it’s off to Orlando where we begin this brand new chapter in our lives.
Life is pretty dang good.