Well, we're likely on the move again.
I got a new job. After a year at a small weekly newspaper, I'm stepping up to a small daily newspaper, and I'm excited by the opportunity.
It's about an hour from where we live now. It's in another scenic area surrounded by mountains. I'll be covering a city beat. The city has about 20,000 people in it. It means, though, that my wife and I are looking for a new place, just months after we moved into a new one.
For me it'll be my fourth move in the last year; for her, it'll be four as well, but counting college and post-graduation until now, it's much higher than that. It's hard to put down roots, that's for sure.
Just when I was getting used to telling people I was from one place, I start to hedge, because I don't know where I am, and then ultimately, I hesitantly tell them I'm from the new place, and then, slowly, over time, I tell them with more confidence that I'm from the new place. But by the time I do that, we could well be on the move again.