My poor wife. She blossoms when she is planted and she told me one time early in our marriage to stop pulling her out of her comfort zone and want to move all the time and all that stuff. I reminded her that she married an adventurer and I have to find the next adventure. Plus, she is stay home mama bear and since I have to make the dough I get to pick the location. We did settle in Temecula for 10 years and that is the longest ever. I tried to move to OC in 2017 after 6 months of pure hell on the 91 fwry. She begged me to let my son finish his Sr year with his pals. I was yelling at everyone inside my car. It was 3-4 hours of misery every day, unlike anything you have encountered Hound Dog. I finally said, "find, I'll get air b n b." That was a nightmare night I can;t share but it was strange to say the least. The boss man finally paid for hotel and I did that sh*t for another 6 months so boo boo bear could finish his Sr year uninterrupted. We did it and my wife and son love me forever dudeNow why doesn't that surprise me? Where have I heard stories about hopping around clubs before?![]()