Our Final 90 Days Living in Tennessee

We are now at the point where this is pretty much our family’s final 90 days remaining of our time here in Tennessee, before we make the move to Alabama.

This week served as a milestone, as the deconstruction process began for some of the renovations that we are hiring contractors for.

Throughout this nesting process, my wife is basically Joanna Gaines… while I am basically Paul Rudd.

By the time we move in around Memorial Day, we will hopefully have brand-new bathrooms, kitchen cabinets, and floors throughout the entire house.

I was dreading having to drive a huge U-Haul for 3 hours across Monteagle for the official moving day.

Fortunately, it shouldn’t be that bad now, as we are microdosing the move each time we visit Fort Payne and when my parents come to Tennessee to visit us.

Last weekend, we fully loaded my dad’s huge F-150 for my parents’ trip back to Alabama. Every little bit helps.

I’m sure there will be a U-Haul involved for the final move, but I am confident the truck we rent will not have to be one of the bigger ones they rent.

Another milestone this week was that this made the first “double payment”: One for the house we bought in Alabama and the other for our house in Tennessee, which will be going on the market next month!

 

We are Moving from Tennessee to Alabama This Summer!

Coincidentally coinciding with the 25th anniversary of me graduating from Fort Payne High School, I am officially moving my wife and kids to Fort Payne, Alabama.

This past Friday, my wife and I officially closed on the house we bought there and we will make the move after the school-year ends in May.

People here in Tennessee who have learned about the news immediately ask the same question: “What’s in Alabama?”

This whole thing started at the end of last summer as we were picking up our son from the annual tradition of him going to summer youth camp at my parents’ church. Halfway on the drive back to Tennessee, in the middle of complete silence, he muttered: “I wish we lived in Alabama.”

Neither my wife nor I responded in that moment. But we definitely separately contemplated his statement. Later that week, my wife opened Pandora’s Box when she started looking at homes for sale in Fort Payne.

Because of the ongoing mad rush of people escaping California since we moved into our home exactly nine years ago today (which was brand-new construction at the time), the value of our home in Tennessee has apparently more than doubled in value.

Therefore, we ourselves realized we could capitalize on the opportunity to leave behind the “hustle and bustle” of Nashville to live a quieter, more meaningful life in Alabama where my parents live, along with my sister and brother-in-law; whose kids happen to be the exact same ages and grades as our kids.

That led to several weekend trips back and forth from our current home near Nashville to Fort Payne; visiting houses for sale through our realtor, Ashley.

As presented in every single episode of House Hunters ever, my wife and I had certain items on our wish lists, if we moved to Alabama.

My wife wanted a clean, nice home that was fairly move-in ready, close to the schools and near families our kids would be friends with.

As for me, I only truly cared about one thing: I wanted to be pay off our mortgage in the transaction knowing we’d be leaving behind our comfortable cozy life in Tennessee where I work from home and the only places I ever leave the house for (the gym, the church, the kids’ schools, the grocery store, and Marshall’s) are all less than 2 miles from our house.

Beyond that, my wish list would include a brick house that was only one story, with access to a good walking community; as I routinely walk 3 miles each day, no matter the weather.

It took seeing several houses, but my wife and I snatched up “the” house before it was on the market even two weeks.

The house we bought in Alabama is fairly move-in ready, though we will be getting some renovations done before our move. It is close to the schools, close to the interstate, close to the gym, and technically on the same street as my sister’s family (to be exact, it’s 0.2 miles from her house). Plus, it is a one story brick home in an amazing walking community.

As for going mortgage free, that part remains a mystery until after we sell our home in Tennessee and see the total the costs of the renovations we will do on the house we are buying. But based on our calculations, there is a decent chance that by the end of 2024, the year that my wife and I turn 43 years old, we could be able to pay off our mortgage by cashing in our 9 years of investing in our Tennessee home.

If you are a resident of Fort Payne, you probably are thinking, “It seems like a lot of people who grew up here are suddenly moving back now.”

There is certainly a reason for that:

As survivors of the post-Covid apocalypse of 2020, my wife and I both went from commuting nearly an hour one-way each day to work, to now working from home and becoming hilariously more productive and efficient. When we told our employers about our upcoming move, they both responded the same: “Oh, that’s wonderful! What a great decision, to be closer to family!”

Back in 2010, when our son was a newborn and my wife and I were first-time parents, we unsuccessfully moved to Fort Payne in an effort to be close to family. But despite our education and work experience (my wife even has a Master’s Degree), we were unable to afford to live there because we couldn’t find jobs that would pay the bills. Now that we work remotely, that is no longer an issue.

It is undeniable that since unofficially losing its title of Official Sock Capitol of the World in the 2000s, Fort Payne’s economy has been noticeably on the rebound within the past several years.

Every time I visit with my family, Fort Payne’s downtown has clearly been resurrected; what I perceive is largely due to Chris Robert’s successful restaurant of Mater’s (my family’s personal favorite hang-up spot when were in in town).

This move makes sense for my family. Specifically for me, being at a point in my life where I can recognize and be grateful that I have everything a person could ever want, despite not being rich and famous, it is apparent that the second half of my life will find meaning in focusing on family and friends.

I am excited to pour back into the lives of others, now that I have spent the past 25 years away, gaining the experience points I needed to prepare to move back.

My kids are very eager to transfer to the new schools. A few months back when I asked my daughter how she felt about the move, as I wanted to ensure I wasn’t ruining her childhood by taking her away from her life in Tennessee, she excitedly responded, “Well, Daddy, I’m pretty good at making new friends.”

So, there’s that.

I plan to start posting new updates on here as the move date gets closer. We are excited to think about this new adventure and the next chapter in Alabama!

1st Annual Great Smoky Mountains Father-Son Jeep Trip 2022

This Labor Day Weekend, my dad and I decided to take my Jeep across the Foothills Parkway in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.

If I was an Enneagram 3, I would have been stressed out by trying to cram in the nearly dozen items I planned for our itinerary. Instead, I am an Enneagram 6; meaning I overplanned and overprepared, but I am happy to just accomplish some of the tasks on the list.

So we ended up doing 3 of the 11 items: We found and drove across the entire Foothills Parkway. We stopped for dinner at a true German restaurant. And we stayed overnight in an RV.

It’s important to my wife that we stay in a nice place anytime we travel. But personally, I’d be happy staying at a Motel 6.

Even though she wasn’t even going on the trip, she talked me into staying an an Airbnb RV; since it was the same price as the cheapest motel she could find.

It’s funny because I had just recently looked back on the lyrics to a song I wrote 4 years ago, called “Fort Payne, Alabama“, which sort of predicted this:

“If you called me Mother Nature’s son, I’d take it as a compliment – I’d trade a Lexus for an RV, a mansion for a tent.”

I’ve accepted that in life, things seldom work out the way you plan them. So you plan ahead- and then you just wing it, when it doesn’t go as planned.

Clearly, that is evidenced by the fact we didn’t get around to visiting the majority of the stops on our trip; including Top of the World, Tennessee.

But fundamentally, the only thing that mattered is that we had a fun adventure together. And that’s exactly what we did.

I suppose for next year, we shall try again to find and visit the mysterious town of Top of the World, Tennessee.

It had served as the reference point for us finding the very elusive start of the Foothills Parkway.

Plenty more left to explore based on this year’s agenda!

“Fort Payne, Alabama” – Song 3 – Enneagram 6 Songwriter – Analyzing Lyrics – Themes of Belonging and Security

My 3rd song is a clearly a prime example of me, unknowingly at the time, showing my true Enneagram 6 identity: focused on belonging and security.

Released on October 29th, 2019, it had been nearly a decade since one the most monumental events of my life: My wife and I had moved back to my hometown on Fort Payne, Alabama; with our newborn son, without jobs, hoping and praying that our leap of faith and our new life would work out.

It didn’t. We last 9 months before we had to move back to Nashville, in humility.

This song was me accepting, in hindsight, that though I had moved back to my hometown because I saw it as a place of stability and security, it ended up being the opposite for me.

The irony, all these years later, is that my wife and I can easily work for home; wherever “home” happens to be. We could move back to my hometown again now and it would probably be fine.

However, because of living through that in 2010 and 2011, I now feel more stability and security where I live now in Tennessee.

Here are the lyrics:

“I was born and raised in Fort Payne, Alabama – Baptized and saved in Fort Payne, Alabama – I tried to move back years ago but it wasn’t quite the same – Time had moved too fast or slow and I couldn’t keep the pace – I moved out, I moved on, I found a new place to call home – But those Alabama back roads still show me where to go – I married a girl from northern California – Where they make the wine and they grow those big Sequoyahs – We planted our roots in Tennessee and we started a family – If you said this was my fate or fortune I think I would agree – I grew up in the southern Appalachians – Between Desoto Falls and Little River Canyon – If you called me Mother Nature’s son, I’d take it as a compliment – I’d trade a Lexus for an RV, a mansion for a tent – I spent the first 35 years of my life trying to know who I should be – All these puzzles pieces here, it’s more than I need – There’s a difference between who I used to be – Versus who I am now when I’m back in this town – Is this still the same place? Maybe I’m the one who’s changed”

So looking back on this song I wrote nearly 4 years ago, can you see the Enneagram 6? Can you see my longing for security and confirmation of my own existence?

Feel free to leave a comment. I’d love to hear your thoughts!

And now you can listen to the song, below, if you wish:

 

Dear Jack: Our Friday Off Together

9 years, 10 months.

Dear Jack,

Last Friday went perfectly! I took the day off to spend with you during your Fall Break.

We spent the morning going on a long hike that led us to a cool creek where you got to play in the mud and clay- then I took you out for donuts.

It was definitely a nice change of place.

Then on Saturday morning, you and I went apple picking in the light rain.

Even though you’re now a month away from turning 10, you still reached out to hold my hand during our hike on Friday. That means a lot to me.

Love,

Daddy