Two years ago, I moved to Salt Lake City for work. After looking around a bit for a rental property close to my new work, it became clear that I would be better off trying to buy a new home than renting if I could afford to do so. At the time the interest rates and property values in Salt Lake City were very low, so monthly mortgage payments were often cheaper than rental prices.
Sitting at the Salt Lake Roasting Company after we first moved here, we found a really nice real estate agent (Jaral Ferwerda). I worked with him diligently to find a home while my lovely wife was buttoning up our home in California.
After a while, I started to find it very difficult to keep track of all the homes I was seeing. They started to blur together, and I wasn’t really able to figure out which one I liked best.
Today we celebrate Thanksgiving in the US, an American holiday where we count our blessings, and in that spirit, I give thanks for my health and well being.
I’m extremely grateful to be able to say I’m happy and healthy and not fighting the mental health problems that nearly 1 in 4 adults in the United States will experience this year.
Many men find the stigmas associated with mental health lead to feelings of shame and embarrassment, which often prevents them from seeking help and taking action.
I’m very grateful for Movember, because they are working tirelessly connecting and funding the best scientific and clinical minds in the world. They are working towards two urgent goals: to fast track a time when no man will die from prostate or testicular cancer, and to rid the world of discrimination against men and boys with mental health problems.
The Movember Foundation is working tirelessly to rid the world of this discrimination and to ensure men and boys experiencing mental health problems know the signs and take action early.
I’m always fascinated by unintended consequences, especially when they are an artifact of trying to do something right.
In moving to Salt Lake City from California, I’ve been reminded that good intentions and planning do not a perfect world make.
I live close to downtown, so I’ve started walking to work. It’s a nice walk, gives me a bit of exercise, and makes me feel I’m being a bit more “green” by not driving.
The sidewalks have those nice ramps into the crosswalk, which lets a wheelchair roll across. And they keep somebody who’s not quite paying attention from tripping on the curb …
Today we celebrate 