I checked in at the new office after we arrived in Tucson and worked a couple of days, but then we hit the road again and headed north for a couple weeks of vacation.
Tuesday night, on our way to Flagstaff.
Wednesday morning, somewhere in north eastern Arizona, near the Four Corners.
Colorado!
And Hotchkiss Convention, our home for the next four days.
It was a very special four days.
Next stop, Idaho Falls. It's always great to stay with Grandpa and Grandma, sorry we couldn't stay longer.
Parma Convention next, where we pitched our tents under the shade trees next to my brother and his family.
Sunday afternoon and week five of our journey means it's time to head back south. It's hard to say 'home' just yet because we're feeling a little disconnected at the moment.
We took some time to see Andrea's bother in Oregon (state number nine: check!) and then stayed a couple nights with her brother in Boise. It was good to see both of them and their families.
Tuesday morning early found us on the road again.
By mid afternoon we'd made our way into Nevada and smack into a heat wave of epic proportions. 117 degrees in Las Vegas!
We managed to get all the way to Tucson that night, but it wasn't much cooler there. By Thursday the National Weather Service had recorded the three hottest consecutive days ever - 115, 116, and 115 degrees. Hot! (It has cooled down some since then, but today was the first day since we returned that the temperature didn't hit triple digits.)
Final tally since leaving Monticello: 10 states, over 4,300 miles!
Anyway, I went to work on Wednesday and Andrea started moving in to the rental house.
Good enough for the first day!
We also returned to some promising progress on the house. It's really good to see wood in the air.
The last couple of weeks have alternated between boring and busy. It's been too hot to do much outside during the day, but we did get up in the mountains one Saturday for a short hike and a break from oven in the valley.
We went out to the local golf course on the night before the 4th of July to watch the fireworks. It was a very pleasant evening.
This is my wife, who I love very much and who has made this whole adventure possible. You are beautiful Andrea, in more ways than one!
...and the rockets red glaaare, the bombs bursting in aaair...
Still a ways to go on the house yet, but trusses and roof got finished last week and I think plumbing and air start this week, so we are getting excited. I think we're going to like it.
Also last week was the start of marching band for Kenrick and Anthony with band camp continuing this week, so that's a big transition as well.
We heard today in gospel meeting that we tend to seek out familiar things for assurance and security. There haven't been very many familiar things in our experience these last seven weeks or so, but we're very, very glad for a familiar Spirit in our new Sunday morning and Wednesday night meetings and for a familiar love among our friends - things that have been an anchor to us in the past and that continue to comfort and encourage in our ongoing transition to the Southwest.
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