Wings, not Roots

Scottie and I have been married 10 years, together maybe 5 before that, and in that time we've lived in 6 homes. Two in San Diego, two in New Mexico, and two in Three Rivers.

You can see where this is going, can't you? We've put our house up for sale! This was supposed to be the last move - we picked what we thought was a perfect area, built the house to our specs, etc.

So, why?

Health reasons. Didn't see that one coming. But, we've decided to view it that we don't put down roots, we grow wings 'cuz really the choice is accept it as simply a part of the journey or waste time and energy fighting it.

So, we planted trees and put down sod in front of the house, things we hadn't planned to do before fall rains, and I've come up with a way to stage the patio area using outdoor rugs, the realtor tour has been held, and now it's simply a matter of who buys it.

Since I had a major hand in design, I think it's a wonderful, wonderful house, and whoever gets it will be very lucky.

We're off this coming weekend to our proposed landing zone, Sutter Creek, about 4 hours north of here.

So to all my positive-thinking, good-vibe-sending buddies out there: Send those vibes. Think those thoughts. I've found that once a choice like this is made it's best to get it done. Delay is only like cutting off a leg an inch at a time. Rember, wings, not roots.