On to life in 2005. I had remained on the mainland staying with family and taking care of health matters until just a week or two before relocating with the entire family to Colorado. By this time we were all looking forward to a change; snow on the ground in mid-March was just what we needed. See...
|Clearly I was an easy target.|
Yep, we were ready for a change; adapting to Colorado was much, much easier. I had done a lot of research and homework about the area where my husband's new company had provided temporary housing. We were set up in a nice size apartment that accommodated the lot of us perfectly for the time being - remember, all our stuff was en route half way across the Pacific Ocean, then docked in Los Angeles before being transported to Colorado. My husband eased into his job, and we didn't mind one bit the fact that it required him to travel quite often... we loved driving to the airport to pick him up from his trips. Aside from the creepy, giant, blue bronco sculpture (Story goes it fell on it's designer once completed and killed him! Crazy, right?), who wouldn't love driving into this airport...
Yeah, Colorado would be good for us. Have you moved more than a handful of times in your lifetime? What's that been like for you... easy; challenging? Tell me about it in comments.
Until tomorrow ~ Lil
This post is written for Day 8 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge for July 2014 and NaBloPoMo.