One of Derrick's co-worker's contract was terminated, which meant he would have to move to take over another contract in Houma, LA (about an hour west of NOLA). Derrick told me the story over the phone on his way home. I felt bad, the co-worker and his family had just moved into a new place and their son just started school. They have been in NOLA for a few years so they were well established and comfortable. I kept thinking to myself, maybe Derrick can volunteer to take his place. But I wasn't sure if Derrick would go for that because I wasn't really sure how it would effect his job and our lifestyle (not that it's lavish or anything but I do love the ability to stay home with Vivian).
After dinner Derrick asked me what I thought about moving...again. I was game, there was really no question. Although there is a great deal of things to do in NOLA, we had no ties to the city. The only issue was logistics. Would the company even let us? When? How? Where?
Well the company saw no problem with the switch so we began planning and negotiating terms. And here we are, in Houma, LA, a small town supported by the oil industry. I wonder what we've gotten ourselves into?
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