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I just got back from a trip to California. San Francisco to be exact. It was actually the best vacation I have ever taken. Not that I’ve taken all that many. Now I have that post-vacation blues.

And I really shouldn’t.

Because I’m going back.

Sometime.

Sometime soon.

I hope.

My wife and I both agree that we belong there. We have dreams of living in an area like Palo Alto. But as usual, the anchor is pretty deep here in Dallas. Job commitments and family. The things that normally pull you away from following your heart. We had a discussion tonight about renting a U-Haul and going blindly. But it would never work. Not now. Not in this economy. Not with kids. Kids have a way of keeping you from being reckless. You owe them not to be. And they trust you to do the right things. But what is the right thing? Sometimes following your heart is the right thing to do. But sometimes it is not. And with my record of being right 50 percent of the time…

But it doesn’t matter. We’re going. It is just a matter of when.