Well, I finally did it. 3 weeks shy of 11 years in Fargo and I finally watch it recede over the horizon in the rear view mirror. For something I wanted so badly for so long, it really was hard to leave. Living somewhere that long is like that old pair of shoes, they're comfortable and they fit perfectly. I have amazing friends there, loved my house and I know all the haunts and places to go. But it was time to go, and had been for awhile.

Coeur d'Alene wasn't on the list of places I was hoping to move to but it has been great so far, full of incredibly friendly people (still need to sniff out some furs) and one of the most gorgeous places I've ever seen. My only complaint I could make is how remote it is, I'm two hours behind everyone from back home and flying out of here is about as expensive as Fargo, which suuuuuucks. So we'll see. I'm at a crossroads at life and my career, I have an 8 month lease and in that time I'll have to decide if this is a place I want to settle down or if I should make the last leap to Denver.

Decisions, decisions...