Leaving California for Arizona

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After calling California home for the majority of my 42 years, I vacated the Golden State this past week and settled in Arizona. Don’t get me wrong: I love California, but the place got too damn expensive. The decision to move to the outskirts of Phoenix was not made on the fly; it took shape over the course of a year. Now that I’m here, I can say in all honesty I’m thrilled with the change. The heat is cranking up, but a pool and a cold drink (or many cold drinks) will help on that front.

I love what I’ve seen so far of the state and can’t wait to finish getting settled so I can discover more. From our house, we have a great view of San Tan Mountain and a killer selection of drinking establishments within 10-minutes driving time. Certainly looking forward to many healthy, happy years here.

At some point, I’ll have to start tackling my next book project. I know my wonderfully patient agent is waiting . . . but for now, I think it’s time for a glass of wine outside by the fire pit.

Cheers!