Yesterday we played around with moving to Mt. Airy, North Carolina. Again. You may remember that three years ago I mentioned that town, though mostly just for fun since always I knew Tom would never walk away from his job here. But now that that ship has sailed, well, Mt. Airy is more a possibility than ever, especially once Tom peeked at their taxes.
Oh. My. Goodness.
Honestly, there is no comparison between NC's taxes and ours. None. Nada. Zip. No wonder everybody and his Aunt Frieda has moved down there from Buffalo! We've always known we could never retire here because of that bad t-word no matter how much we loved this area--our taxes are insane (but yes, God has always provided the money for them).
Why consider Mt. Airy again this time (besides the small-town feeling it conjures and the whole Andy Griffith connection)? Well, Naomi is thinking Nashville, TN. She has a dear, newly-married, very musical friend who recently moved there and loves it. For months, her friend has begged Naomi to come and visit and now she's considering doing just that in March. Naomi's spoken of moving there for some time.
So, Mt. Airy being a mere 415 miles away from Nashville, well, it's a viable option, that is, if I can talk Tom into 'retiring' (as in, switching his whole way of thinking around. I'll let you know how that goes). And so are other towns in NC, Tennessee and Kentucky within that same radius, towns which I've begun checking into their real estate online. Don't you just love the Internet for that sort of thing?
So we shall see what we shall see. Here is our starting point, anyway. It's all a bit easier on the brain than considering an elusive 15, or so, other states. And thankfully, this is a type of search the adventurous, gypsy-blooded side of ourselves has always, always enjoyed.
And thank-goodness all Tom and I must do is hear where God wants us to live--and 'simply' move there. He will then take care of all the myriad details of moving, including enabling us to bear the summer humidity and handle any winter weather once we arrive at His chosen place. No way will God send us to an impossible, miserable area. Only Tom and--I without God's leading--could end up in a place we'd regret.
And again, I must thank each of you who have offered such specific, helpful suggestions! Even you, Rodney, for your suggestion of Perth, Australia. heh. Such a delightful way to begin my morning, all the giggling I did at your comment! :)
Thanks again, Everyone...
Here's a nice website for Mount Airy.
And check out this HUD house there! (Look to the right for other great deals.)