The short of it

I am sitting in a motel room on the edge of Apache Junction.

For 3 days, my dad and I have driven a 30′ UHAUL down here from The City. We arrived yesterday afternoon.

I went to college here (Tempe, actually). Living here was one of my long-term life goals I had established in high school. Its disconcerting to accomplish your biggest goal first thing in your life. Anyway, I was here five years, and ultimately returned home because of the lack of grass and trees — the lack of seasons.

Before leaving on this trip, many people asked me if I’d be moving down here since my folks were moving here. My answer was varied but centered around, “Been there, done that.” I’ve just bought a home, and will be in it at least for another 2 years.

As we started across the high desert from Holbrook, my dad asked me the same question in a new form: what is keeping you in The City? The answer was, nothing really but I have no reason to move, either.

Then we drove through Payson, and my love of Arizona returned. I was excited and edgy for the whole descent into The Valley, and decided that I must buy a Jeep and move to Payson.

In any case, I’m in Phoenix now until the 11th.