The big move

Now that I have headed down memory lane, I am finding it hard to stop, unless of course that some current dramatic event occurs that I must talk about.


Before I talk about our life in San Antonio a couple of years ago, I must give a background for our big move back to Texas. Over 10 years ago we made a big decision to leave the oil industry in Texas and return to the east coast and thus the move from Texas to North Carolina. It meant leaving my career in Geophysics for a pure software developer role. We settled into a brand new house in Apex that was one of the first houses built in that neighborhood. We had a buyer lined up for our house in Buda, Texas but at the last minute they backed out. We had to pay two mortgages for almost a year, which was really tough on the finances. It was a typical new neighborhood where the houses were very close together. We liked our house because it had no fence and the house behind us had one of the largest lots in the neighborhood so our tiny yard seemed pretty large.

Our kids loved to skateboard and rollerblade up and down the street with their friends, and I installed a basketball goal in our driveway for even more enjoyment. Soon we found our next door neighbors became very agitated at us. He did not like our kids walking on his perfect lawn. He also did not enjoy how our basketball would go into his lawn and little feet would retrieve it - trampling his precious grass. Soon after he put up signs on our side of his lawn, "Keep of the Grass". Like that was a good idea with some many young boys around! That was might as well have said, "Please stomp on the Grass". Soon afterwards we got a dog and when he caught the dog going to the bathroom on his grass, he called the Town of Apex to report us for letting our dog run around without any restraint. After four years in that house, we decided to move out where we could have some land to ourselves and be free from pesky neighbors. Next time I will talk about that small move within the Raleigh area.