So, life happens, and if you’re lucky, it gets better!

We have been planning on getting out of this black hole of a town for a couple of years, but have been unable to breach the event horizon.   You must understand, Fresno truly is a black hole.  Most folks who leave this town end up coming back for some reason or another.  There’s some quiet, insidious force that attaches itself to your soul and keeps dragging you back.  It does this in order to feed on your happiness.  That’s what keeps this insidious force alive.

This post is to proudly announce that we’ve defeated it.  We’re outta here!  We’ve signed a lease on a house someplace else.  What we’re finding is that it’s not as difficult as it seems.  The more momentum we build, the harder it is for the insidious force to suck us back in…

Last summer, we shed seven (7) truckloads of stuff.  We didn’t miss any of it.  When it came to paring down even more crap for this move, we found that we weren’t as stuff-burdened as we had anticipated.  We’ve been selling/giving/donating most of the remainder like crazy, and we are now living in a very close to empty house.  I’m not attached to our stuff…  Not at all.  In fact, every item that is not being shipped to our new home is nothing more than an irritant that has to go.  Every piece that walks out the door is a burden lifted.  A relief.

With a mere four weeks until our departure, I can say assuredly that we will not be back.  This town will no longer feed on our souls.

Jodi and I had to go to Fort Bragg over the weekend for a memorial service.  I have to say, it’s a great place for a memorial service.  I say this because Fort Bragg is a dank, dreary, cold, damp, miserable place that feeds on the happiness of those travelers unfortunate enough to fall into its clutches.  The sun almost never shines in Fort Bragg, and you will likely go hungry, as there are very few restaurants for the hungry traveler.  Fortunately, the place far.  It’s so far away that it’s comfortably isolated from anyplace good, so we don’t have to worry about getting any on us.