Are We Really Doing This.....AGAIN????

For those of you that have been following since the beginning

(which I know aren't many)

this blog started as a way

to document our adventure,

for our family and friends,

when the hubs and I made the crazy decision to

pack our life  and 4 kids up

and move from our beloved Carolinas

to
the great state of Texas!!

 

Why? You ask...

well for a bunch of reasons,

but the main one

because we needed a change of pace.

We were kinda stuck in a rut

and decided to shake things up a bit.

 

Well...that we did!

We chose Texas,

because my husband's father's family

is from Texas,

south Texas...

REALLY south Texas...

as in

Mexican border town Laredo,

south Texas.

 

The hubs had listened to his dad say

how great Texas was...

all his life.

 

So we decided to see what all the hype was about.

Why not?

 

He accepted a job,

and within 2 weeks had hopped a flight to San Antonio

and left me and the kids back in NC to

"close up shop".

Including

selling a house!

HA!

 

After 3 months of living a part,

we decided it might be quicker to rent the house

than to sell it

sure enough...

it was.

 

So the hubs left NC and flew to San Antonio in mid July 2011.

The kids and I followed in October.

He and his dad flew up,

the weekend of my birthday

loaded a 26' long Penske truck to the GILLS

then made the 1500 mile trek back to Texas

leaving about 1/3 of our belongings still in the house!

(thanks Allied for picking the rest of it up for us!)

 

A few days later my mom and I loaded the

kids up in the suburban

and made the trip

to Texas.

 

What took the hubs and his dad 27 hours do to

(all at once!)

Took my mom and I 4 days to do!

 

We got settled in

and

got to know Texas...

started homeschooling

and

kinda started over.

 

I have always told my husband

I would follow him anywhere..

so long as he stayed in NC.

 

Yeah - that didn't happen!

 

When we made the decision to go to Texas,

I made him agree that if I didn't like it...

he would bring me home.

 

(guess you can figure out where this is going)

 

After being in San Antonio for a year,

we learned that his job wasn't as secure as we thought

(this 5-7 year contract position had to be re-upped every year
and with all the government cut backs...it took them entirely too long for our liking
to get that signature on that proverbial dotted line to extend his contract)

and that is a LOT of stress EVERY year for the

ONLY income for a family of 6!

 

So he started looking for jobs:

specific jobs...

we knew we liked him being a father and a husband first

and didn't want him going corporate again

(been there done that, got a couple t-shirts!)

 

So first he looked in San Antonio

then he broadened his search to

Texas cities north and east of San Antonio...

 

Then after my trip

back to NC this past fall,

we spent a lot of time talking

and thinking...

then made the decision

to broaden our job search

and head back to the East Coast.

 

I decided that it really wasn't that I didn't like Texas...

it was that is was

SOOOOOOOOOOOO

far away from everything I had ever known!

So far away from the beach trips with my family each summer.

So far away from seeing family on one of the upteen birthdays each year.

So far away from NC State football games.

So far away from the NC mountains where we go and cut down our tree each year.

So far away from my grandmother's house where we go fishing and exploring.

So far away from my baby sister's graduation from nursing school.

So far away from experiencing my other sister's first pregnancy.

So far away from my first niece!

So far away from Christmas with my family and my husband's mom & sis!

 

 

You get the picture...

1500 miles is a LONG way...

and even though we didn't see them as much as we wanted to when we lived here...

we were close enough to each other that we could see each

other when we made time and lives permitted.

 

 

We were being picky though...

on jobs...

on locations...

on everything.

We weren't desperate,

so we were trying to be smart

and make a logical decision,

we weren't to jump at the first opportunity

if it wasn't ideal...

 

Oddly,

he was asked to fly up for an interview

to a city just southeast of Raleigh...

just over an hour from the house we still owned!

 

The funny part...

this interview trip was planned a few weeks in advance,

my baby sis,

the one who my last post was about,

the nursing school one...

she planned a booked a flight the same day

that the hubs would be flying back from his interview!

 

Her first visit to San Antonio.

We didn't tell her about the interview

and that the hubs wouldn't be there,

til she got there.

We were really keeping the job search

very quiet.

I am not sure anyone knew about the interview

except for those he stayed with the first night.