Sorry Oregon, we won't be gracing you with our presence for some time.
That's right, Rion and I are moving down to Atlanta instead of trekking it cross-country.
Why, you ask?
The brewing industry is a fickle creature. She doesn't really like outsiders. If you don't have hands-on experience it's kind of hard to get in the field. So when a prominent figure in the local brewing industry asks your husband to come onto the team... you kind of have to say yes.
Although it's not a glamorous move, I really feel like God slapped us in the face and turned us in the right direction. Rion is getting so much hands-on experience already, and he has barely started there. Everywhere we turn it feels like God is continuing to provide for this decision, which makes me feel confident that we made the right one.
Basically what I'm trying to say is that we're Atlanta bound.