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This picture pretty much captures the change in my life.

Moving Diaries...episode III...Not Home Yet

I'm in Bozeman. Being a ski bum. Another dream of mine. Haven't made the trip into Cody yet...My dad drove up and met my mom the night we got in which was...it's hard to remember, today is Sunday, so that would have been...hang on...I'll get it...Friday. So I'm house sitting and dog sitting with Aaron, we went out to dinner with some friends of his last night. The restaurant was in an old school, it has an auditorium and is also an art gallery, plus there's kids classes and continuing ed classes there too, very cool building. It's a great town, I might just stay here...I have everything out in my truck.

Will send postcards from Bozeman.
xoxo
Chris

Moving Diaries...episode II...

Things to do before a road trip. Preferably the day you plan to leave. Go to Coranado, Balboa park, El Zarape, and if you can manage it, use the rest of the day to pack, then leave San Diego at 10pm and drive to Vegas. Stop for gas and coffee and roll into Henderson around 4am...stay with family, they are used being inconvenienced by your antics.

Worked for me, Mom and I left SD Tuesday night, spent all of Wednesday in Henderson, NV with my niece, nephew, brother Mike and sister-in-law Kristen. Jessica and Jackson are totally cute and really love their grandma. She's hard to compete with but my coolness translates better when they get a little older than 4 and 2. Five-year-olds love me...Then we headed out for the Grand Canyon today...this just in-it's still there. Freezing too. Super fun! Jumping out of the truck running to the edge, thinking "yep it's pretty. How long to I have to look at it to justify the drive here and to capture the memory?" Not rhetorical questions, the answer is twelve minutes.

We made it to Kanab, UT tonight, haven't seen any of the town yet, but I did get a marriage proposal already! But for 5th wife, Mom said don't sell yourself short. Go for 3rd wife at least.

Goodbye Icebergs...

I love saying goodbye. That's weird to say right? I hate it, but I love it too, it's when people are sad to see you go, are really going to miss you, and tell you that you simply can not leave them, that you know you made an impact. It's a good feeling. Having friends that will genuinely miss your company.


Last night I had a little going away bash at a pub called Shakespeare's, my kind of place for pints and hugs, I was truly touched by the showing and glad I decided to do something like that...I'll miss my friends, but plan on visiting San Diego, it'll always be here...until the icebergs melt...

Moving Diaries...episode I...

Here I am, moving again. This will be the 4th move in three years. From Colorado to San Diego, then 3 different places in San Diego. Now I'm out. My time here is through. I always knew it would not be a permanent home for me. A layover on my way to the rest of my life.

Which so far looks like this: Leaving SD on Monday. My mom is flying in on Sunday. We're road tripping through Vegas, visiting my brother and his kids, going to the Grand Canyon, we regretted doing it when she helped me move out here in 2006. Then we're picking a route to Cody. I'll drop Mom off with my stuff then swing up to Bozeman, Aaron will already be there for a snowboarding weekend and tour of the town since it's on our list of places to move to this summer, Missoula is the other choice. We're going to Whislter for my 30th birthday, April 24th. Then I'm moving out to New York with him for a few months, then we're moving to Montana.

That's the plan. It's a good plan. I'm excited for the new adventure! I'll miss the friends I've made and the routine I had, and the weather I'm sure, but I'm looking forward to a new life.