The road to Utah for the summer

I tell my brother and his wife that I quit my job and am now retire(ish). They are excited for me. I let them know that I can come up to Utah a few days early to help with their only daughter’s wedding in August. They tell me that the family is going up to the cabin the second week of July for a long weekend and that I should come up for that, get fitted for a suit, and just stay with them for six weeks, until the wedding is over. I knew there was a reason I told them first….they are just the best.

So last Tuesday I make the long ten hour drive from Phoenix to Salt Lake City. It’s a drive I’ve done numerous times, usually over the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays. This one just felt different. No stress about getting their quickly, or hating the short time before I have to turn around to come back for work. I soaked in the scenery with new eyes, took in the majestic views and wildlife, and said goodbye to 114 degrees of heat and crazy monsoon and dust storms.

I get welcomed back to Utah by my best friend, little Keeley the family dog, and settle into their spare room. Let my first summer under retirement begin….