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Last Time?

I sit here at the airport going through my normal routine waiting for my flight to California. I'm looking around and relize that this will be my last time here for a while. As many of you know, I've resigned my position with my current employer and have decided to take a position with a company out of Canada. I will be traveling less and what travel I will do will be by truck.



Changing jobs and moving from what I love to do to something that I'm sure to love just as much, but the unknow is always challageing at best. I'm looking foward to being home with my DW and kids (chickens not included) and trying to become domesticated.



My flight calls...more soon.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Domemestictated fowl can be quite nice.

TR & DG
8:05 PM
Me said…
I was just thinking about you last night and how you guys haven't said anything about the new job - and I wondered when you would be starting! Glad to see you finally updated. You both have been in my thoughts... with a big old smile for you!
9:15 AM
Anonymous said…
You know you want the chickens, quit kidding yourself.

Embrace your inner chicken.
11:46 AM
WickedHamster said…
Hmmmm... How will you score frequent flyer miles now? I suppose Kel could go regional with composting, but you need a wider range. What about the oldest? I mean, she's getting to an age to get into the job market. It's never too soon to think about what you're going to do after junior high...
1:06 PM
Kelsgarden said…
oh, regional composting

let me work on that one for the next few years, I'll be back after they finish high school WC - ta ta


take care of the chickens - if I find them in butter and garlic sauce there will be hell to pay!
10:08 PM
Travel said…
I prefer a more traditional dish of mushroms, onions, white wine; garlic is to strong for chicken.

DG
6:47 AM
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