13 January 2012

Wanderlust

This post from Quizikle got me thinking.

For me the idea of "home" has always been pretty nebulous, centered more around people than places. A military life is a rather gypsy one, every five years or so it's time to pack everything up and move along to the next duty station. I thought that I had written a post on that once upon a time, but I'm not able to find it at the moment.

At any rate, if it weren't for the fact that Youngest Son is in a school that I really like (and if it wasn't for the fact that I seem to be the answer to everyone elses problems) I doubt very much that I would still be here in Franklinton NC. I might still be somewhere in the state or I might be elsewhere, who knows.

Twenty years of moving (among other things) has given me itchy feet. If it wasn't for the above I'd probably be looking to see what was beyond the next horizon. Youngest Son will be out of school in six years or so, maybe as many as eight given his learning disabilities, and in nine he will reach the age of 21. At that point, I have decided, I am done raising kids, and I am done providing for them as well. Nine years from now, in January of 2021, this house will be up for sale.

We will see what happens then.

4 comments:

Stephen said...

I certainly understand. I've moved back west at least twenty times in the last twenty years, in my mind. My roots have grown deep here, my spirit roams free.

Larry said...

I've always been a bit of a loner as well. She took that out of me for a time, but I'm finding that more and more it's coming back.
Thanks for dropping by Stephen!

MSgt B said...

Retired a little over two years now, and I'm already bugging my boss about other opportunities he might have for me elsewhere in his area.
He's a retired Commander, so he understands.
He tells me it'll wear off in a couple more years.

Larry said...

I've been retired since 2005, but the first job I had went bust when the company closed it's Durham office. No biggie, I was employed at the new place before the pink slip took effect so I didn't even miss a paycheck.
That was almost 5 years ago, and there hasn't been much movement in any upward mobility type directions; lots of talk but no action.
I'm sure it will pass. It will have to, I have too much holding me here for the moment.
Thanks for dropping by MSgt B!