This is kind of how we feel right now.
We have given notice to our landlord that we will be leaving by January 31st, at the latest.
Once again we are looking for a place to live, preferably in Prescott, where the BRD lives, or nearby Prescott Valley, where we lived for 17 years before moving to Phoenix in March.
"Why?", you're probably wondering.
The basic reason was a severe reduction in our income that we hadn't seen coming.
But there was the heat, also. We had lived in Phoenix for nearly 15 years before and thought we could handle it. But it was severe and brutal and we didn't handle it very well.
So we moved to Phoenix in time for the summer heat. Now we're moving back north in time for the winter cold. Are we crazy or not?
Moving is a joyless task and, frankly, we're getting too old for this. So hopefully this will be our last move.
Hmmm, isn't that what we said when we moved to Phoenix 8-1/2 months ago?
We've enjoyed Phoenix for the most part. The art museum, the Musical Instrument Museum, the concerts, the restaurants. But we'll still only be about 80 miles away so we can visit.
Now...just where did I put that Powerball ticket?