Been a while, believe me, I know. I’ve never moved cross-country before and don’t mean to make it a habit. It’s like taking your world, turning it upside down, shaking the hell out of it, then tossing gasoline on it and lighting it on fire.
Perhaps a little extreme...
But, my wife and I have young children and moved somewhere with no family and friends, so perhaps some of you can relate.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying Texas and the Dallas area. (I could probably do without the heat and might pass on the tornadoes.) But moving...
Care to share your moving horror story?
Misery loves company. Go ahead, make me happy to be in my shoes and not in yours.
An Unnecessary Aside:
Oh, and I’m sure you already guessed, my clever and intuitive reader (readers?), but my timeframe for Veil of a Warrior (and pretty much everything else writing-related) has been pushed back.