I Can't Seem To Get Out Of This Godforsaken Town!

And you know what?  That's okay! 

Boise, Idaho really isn't a godforsaken town.  It is a lovely place and has a lot of wonderful things to offer.  So why leave?  Simply because I wanted a change in my life.  I wanted to live somewhere else, experience something new, meet different people, shop in different stores, work in a new field. 

There comes a time when you just have to throw up your hands and say "Whatever!"  I swear I am stopped at every turn when it comes to making this move.  The harder I try to get out of here the more weird stuff that keeps happening.   I just can't seem to make any headway.  In fact, I seriously think I'm heading backward instead of forward, if that makes any kind of sense. 

My friends are just shaking their heads in amazement at all the oddities that have been taking place and now with the truck breaking down they are all of the consensus that I'm not meant to go.  It has become a growing concern. 

The really weird thing is that this is the third time I have tried to move.  The first time I was headed to Phoenix and the economy collapsed.  The real estate market and the job market both hit the skids.  Arizona was one of the hardest hit states.  The second time I was making a smaller move to another town and lost my job.  This time, way too many things have happened to mention them all. 

But the night I got home with my truck on a U-haul there was major flash flooding in Phoenix, Mesa and Apache Junction.  We had been planning to head there next.  After watching cars and RVs being swept away on the news my friend just looked at me and said "You are definitely not meant to go there!" 

Like I said, the harder I try to leave the more things happen and they seem to escalate in severity.  If that isn't the man upstairs trying to tell me something I don't know what is.  Maybe for now I'd better just sit tight.