Dude, I’m getting a pool!

I can think of a lot of ways to deliver this news:

• My white GMC Terrain was homesick.
• The nomad lifestyle keeps me young.
• My coldest January on record will soon be well above 50 for the average temperature.
• Dude, I’m getting’ a pool!

The real story? We’re moving back to Florida – Tampa this time.

Yes, you read that right. Paul and I are trading snow-capped mountains for sandy beaches, palm trees, luscious strawberries and succulent seafood.

Paul will be returning to the Florida Department of Transportation as the Tampa District Secretary. (No, he’s not working on his dictation because Florida uses the term secretary for the state’s executive leadership.) He starts on March 1.

I’ll be making the move in April. No, I’m not dragging my feet, but we do have a three-month notice on our lease and I’m using the time to get through a few major projects at work.

There’s a lot about Idaho I’m going to miss. I love this climate, even the snow and cold. I love the scenery. I love my job. I wasn’t kidding when I wrote about it being my dream job. But if there’s one thing that I’ve learned in this strange journey that is my life, it’s this.

It’s not about the job, or the house, or the community. It’s all about the people you love and the people who love you.