During our seventeen years together, my wife and I have moved a lot. When I say a lot, I mean a lot. And neither one of us is in the military. Before I started to write this post, I tried to write down all of our addresses that I could remember and I came up with eleven “permanent” addresses—places where we lived for at least nine months. When I add in the various short term corporate apartments that we’ve also occupied, the total number of addresses is closer to fifteen. My godmother uses one of those old school address books and she grumbles that my addresses have taken up an entire section.
Some of our moves have been within the same city (back before we had much real furniture and when house flipping was the craze) but most moves have been across state lines and one was across an ocean. Mostly we move for my wife’s job but we’ve moved for my job too. Continue reading “On the move: Answering the door when opportunity knocks.”