Tucson

10:38am drive out to Tucson this morning. Looked at place I used to work and stay. Brought back pleasant memories. 2014 and 2015 were the years when California actually worked. I felt secure in my job, made enough money and felt happy. I left the job because there was a change in the operations person. I didn’t think we would get along. And I had been burned in the two previous jobs with similar changes. I wanted a job that I appreciated. That didn’t end badly. So I left for a similar position with another company. That job needed up being the first time I was laid off. Who knows how things would have gone if I stuck it out. They sold the Tucson building before I left. They had a building in Ogden and sold that as well. I made the decision I thought was best at the time. That is all I can do. Just weird to remember a happy time in California. My daughter kindergarten to second grade. Her running track, in her little private church school. I remember going up to the biosphere and texting the WIL goofy pictures. Stopping at a sporting goods store to buy a shirt and pants to coach my daughters track team. The WIL and I bantering back and forth. So many sad memories of the WIL the past theee years and especially the last year. To remember when we were happy and friends and texted all the time. to remember a moment when we seemed to be doing alright. The first two years in California were rough. Then stability. Then rough again. 2016 through 2020. Basically five years weee tough. I knew I didn’t want to be a sales manager any more. I tried my own thing and really blew my savings and got into debt. I need to be stable and strong these next five years. Lay a foundation in Phoenix for my daughter, my mom, my wife. Everyone that needs support and stability as much as I do.