Sometimes it’s so hard to convince myself to be happy here and other times, I can’t imagine living anywhere else. I can’t remember if it was before Vince and I got married or after but we were going through some little turmoil and he looked at me and said “You don’t know what the hell you want!” and sometimes, especially since he reminds me of that profound statement often, I think he’s right. I guess the whole point in this blog post is for someone to tell me you feel the same way and I’m not crazy!
I love our land. I love our little house. I love our setup here with the sewing room, the storage areas, the gas stove, the water well, the garden, the solitude. I love that we feel way out in the country but in 25 minutes or so, we’re in town and even though the shopping isn’t the best, and the restaurant choices are downright sad, the medical care is adequate and the people are friendly and overall, it’s a pretty good place to live . . .
Until I see Chad, Nicole and Addie and then I don’t want any part of Texas. I’m ready to pack up and move to Missouri. When I go see them or when they come see us, for about 7 – 10 days, I’m fighting back tears, missing them terribly and begging Vince to move back to Missouri. Then, I come to terms with it all and am happy to be in Texas.
Seeing what my parents just went through with a medical issue, and with numerous and continuing trips to Houston, I think about the predicament Vince and I would be in here if something like that happened to us when we get to be a few years older. We have no family here and not even any friends who are close enough that I would call for a middle of the night type emergency.
On the other hand, we could move back to Missouri, and Chad could get transferred to who knows where, or . . he could change jobs and end up anywhere, and we’d be right there with no family in the area.
The real estate costs here, though low in comparison to places like California and some of the northeast, are pretty high when compared to MO. We could sell this place and get the same type setup or more for close to half the price in MO, with way less property taxes. That, along with the bugs and snakes may send us back to MO once Vince retires. I always thought we’d move back to Louisiana and that could happen . . we might end up on or near Toledo Bend. We lived 9 years in Kentucky and I have no desire to move back there. I’m not sure how much I would want to go back to MO if it weren’t for Chad being there but I do love the Ozarks part of MO. If I had to guess, I’d say we won’t stay in Texas after Vince retires . . and a whole lot of that is economics.
It does kinda bother me and I know it bothers Vince that I can be so happy here and feeling so lucky to be here .. and then, one visit with Chad, Nicole and Addie and I’m ready to start packing.
Please tell me someone else feels that way! Yesterday Vince was telling someone that I can’t stay in one place longer than 4 years . . I want to move on. Maybe that’s true. Maybe I have a 4 year limit and I’ve been here 3 years, 10 months and I’m about to that 4 year mark. Or . . maybe I’m just crazy!