So here’s our story. Or at least part of it.
Two years ago, Vijay (husband) and I headed down to Dallas, TX, chasing lucrative jobs in advertising. After a car-wreck in '07, a break-in circa '08, and a lay-off courtesy of '09, we finally decided that maybe Dallas wasn’t the town for us. So, Tuesday was my last day at the ad-shop. And on Saturday, we’ll hop in a car and drive 19 hours back to our hometown, Norfolk, VA.
It’s funny to think, it’ll be nearly 2 years to the day that we pulled out of that driveway and headed south. My mom was tearing-up in the front yard as we drove 1,500 miles away for an indeterminate amount of time. So as a surprise, we've kept our re-arrival back home a secret. Only a few select people know (and, of course, the entire internet). But so far, no one has blown our carefully constructed cover. She supported us all the way and come Sunday, she'll get her long-overdue Mother's Day gift.
So what do we plan to do in Norfolk? Well, it's simple: Our own thing. In the worst economic climate in decades, my husband was laid-off and I put in my two weeks notice without hesitation. It was time. Time to start a business founded on our passion: our pets.
We've started to find our way with a homemade website (topdogwalk.com) and with friends and family by our side to help us take-off (and eventually land). But we're banking on the fire of genuine enthusiasm to carry us through to the other side.
Don’t get me wrong. The ad-world and Texas were fun - and the bonus of a promised income wasn't so bad either. (not to mention the two great pups we found here in The Lone Star.) But the prospect of taking advantage of the economy when it's down is just to good to pass up.
So, look out Norfolk. We're coming home.
Two years ago, Vijay (husband) and I headed down to Dallas, TX, chasing lucrative jobs in advertising. After a car-wreck in '07, a break-in circa '08, and a lay-off courtesy of '09, we finally decided that maybe Dallas wasn’t the town for us. So, Tuesday was my last day at the ad-shop. And on Saturday, we’ll hop in a car and drive 19 hours back to our hometown, Norfolk, VA.
It’s funny to think, it’ll be nearly 2 years to the day that we pulled out of that driveway and headed south. My mom was tearing-up in the front yard as we drove 1,500 miles away for an indeterminate amount of time. So as a surprise, we've kept our re-arrival back home a secret. Only a few select people know (and, of course, the entire internet). But so far, no one has blown our carefully constructed cover. She supported us all the way and come Sunday, she'll get her long-overdue Mother's Day gift.
So what do we plan to do in Norfolk? Well, it's simple: Our own thing. In the worst economic climate in decades, my husband was laid-off and I put in my two weeks notice without hesitation. It was time. Time to start a business founded on our passion: our pets.
We've started to find our way with a homemade website (topdogwalk.com) and with friends and family by our side to help us take-off (and eventually land). But we're banking on the fire of genuine enthusiasm to carry us through to the other side.
Don’t get me wrong. The ad-world and Texas were fun - and the bonus of a promised income wasn't so bad either. (not to mention the two great pups we found here in The Lone Star.) But the prospect of taking advantage of the economy when it's down is just to good to pass up.
So, look out Norfolk. We're coming home.
Vijay, James, and Vesper at The Alamo
Our second visit with Vesper at 7 weeks
Vesper and James meet for the first time
The breeder's grandchild loved Vesper
Dana and James at the Texas Capitol in Austin
Austin is the music capital of the world. James wished he could play.
Our first weekend with James, May 2007
A First weekend with James
Though it may seem otherwise, the crash was not our fault. November 2008
Heading to our first Ranger's game, Dallas
Driving through Birmingham on the drive down from Norfolk, May 2007
On the drive down to Dallas
Mapping out the way
The last time my car was in Virginia Beach, heading over the Lesner Bridge and on to Texas
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