When Crap Says Hello... Perhaps It Fertilizes

I know you heard we were moving... again.

It's really hard for me not to share when things happen, especially BIG things.

This one was a little different though. You don't really want to scream it. Or can't.

Any way, we're moving again. And I need to at least document that.
Just know it was sudden but perhaps the push we needed and wouldn't have gotten otherwise.

Our days in Hickory may be counted down, our 30 day notice is in.

But it could be extended. There just isn't much incentive to extend; it becomes a money pit if we don't decide quickly. And Mr Smith definitely decided sooner than me that boxes were needed.

We could make a life here for another 5 years, or just go where Mr Smith's heart has always been.

I know I've had a love / hate relationship with this place. And honestly I feel awkward calling any city home.

I wonder why we came here and at the same time couldn't imagine not knowing or seeing the people and places here. I've told myself for awhile now to appreciate the relationships while they exist because people come and go so quickly, but truthfully, I come and go so quickly. I moved every year in college. There was my stay in Myrtle + 3 times in Virginia, my 2 years of living there. And as a couple, we've moved going on 4 times in 3 years, 3 cities. There was that 600 sq ft that cost us $1200 in Arlington. There was the 1010 sq ft apartment in Winston-Salem for $700, then this cottage house of 1400 sq ft for $675 in Hickory and now somewhere in UT most likely. I wish I could say this increase in sq footage and decrease in housing costs was a new trend, but it also means we keep moving to smaller towns. Who knows what is next. Of course I only care about where my next home will be. It's in the heart right?

PopPop came to say goodbye! It's starting to get a little sad . . .

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