Out Of My Comfort Zone

Out Of My Comfort Zone

I’ve been kind of stifled on what to write.  I’ve missed a couple of days and I want to make sure I don’t lose my writing habit.  So today’s piece may never become a post but at least I did some writing.

I am moving to Florida.

Moving south to warmer climates has always been a dream of my wife and myself for a number of years and now we own a home within walking distance of the beach in a location where the water never freezes and the snow never flies.

We own a home that is less than two blocks from one of my best friends.  I am very excited about being able to work with him after being apart for over twenty five years. Continue reading

Life Has Phases

Life Has Phases

My wife and I are on the verge of going south.

We own a home in Florida and our home up north is under contract to be sold.  We have to be out in about two months.  Then we can start a new chapter in our life together.

There was a point when I thought living where I currently reside was the final chapter in my life.

Some people probably think it should be.  They think I should just be content to work the job I’ve been working for 27 years until I retire and then sit in my current house and wait for death.  And maybe I felt that way about five years ago.

The problem was when I thought about it from the standpoint of this is it, this is as good as it gets, I became terribly depressed. Continue reading

When You Stop Growing, You Start To Die

When You Stop Growing, You Start To Die

I am writing today about getting out of the cold gray north and moving to the bright sunny south.  And it’s very appropriate, as I sit at my desk eating my lunch I look out and see snow.  It’s been snowing all morning and it is to keep snowing all day and into the night.

Getting to the south is my wife’s goal and my goal.  Each day the feeling is the sooner the better, especially as we sit and watch it snow.  We want this to be our last cold, wet, snowy, icy, miserable winter in the northeast.  We’re tired of the white knuckle commutes. We’re tired of the snow shoveling backaches.

And the other motivating factor is with each passing day we are another day closer to death.

The move has so many positive aspects to it. Continue reading