Not every adventure is designed for fun. When I left Kansas City, Janet was not sure if she was ready to sell the house. Three weeks after I’d moved she was convinced the house was too much to keep up on her own, and agreed to list the house as soon as possible.  My first trip back home introduced me to LaGuardia airport.  I write this from the hindsight of 5 years. I remember being so excited to find my connection was through this infamous destination. It didn’t take long to figure out why so many people avoid it. I believe we sat on the tarmac a good 45 minutes to an hour before the plane took off.  One of the cool things I noticed about LaGuardia was the overabundance of iPads for public use. Even food was ordered from iPad kiosks at the gate restaurants.

Once I arrived in Kansas City, the work began to enlist a realtor and get the house ready to sell. We’d already had a large garage sale during the summer, but the house still needed to be prepped for realtor pictures, and the pool needed to be winterized. I spent a lot of time working on these things to get it ready for listing. Probably the most curious part of the trip was to sleep in my bed again. While familiar, it now seemed kind of different. Instead of using a dresser and closet, I lived from a suitcase in my own bedroom. This was actually the third time I’d moved away from Kansas City, and it always felt odd to come back as a guest rather than to be home.

We miss our house. But it served it’s purpose. If we still owned it, we couldn’t be living in New England like tourists.