Bummer Ant, Well if nothing else... if you have to take any more trips out my way there's still the possibility of having a few beers and telling bad beat stories.

Fear. Plain and simple. It was very easy to say "Lets go live there" because its basically "vapor" until its real. She thought she wanted this so she could stay home and be a mom. Once it was actually happening, the life she had here didn't seem so bad. Her concerns were legitimate and began rubbing off on me. Looking back, they were not enough to walk away from the job. The one good thing is that for the first time in years she is not complaining about having to work. I actually live more comfortably here if she is working, then i do there without her working. But i could have definitely lived on one income there.

Fortunately for me the job was internal to my company and there was no political fallout from walking away. All I had to say was "Wife won't go" and it was reversed. I just fear I will always be wondering "what if?" especially in the middle of winter when I am standing on a train platform.

This is hard because it was a close decision. There were pro's and cons that were very close, and no matter what decision was made there were going to be regrets. (morning sober perspective)

Conga rats.