The streets full of vibrantly-colored Santa Fe apartments and homes were always so beautiful to me as a passed through the city during business trips. I was always on a road trip to places like California and Arizona, so I never got a chance to stop and check anything out in New Mexico for very long. The colors in the city are amazing. Brick reds, ochre and many other bright colors. Nothing in Arizona or California compared. Arizona had some of the same architecture, but they use a lot of different shades of brown, and that’s it. It did not appeal to me in the same way.
One day, as I was passing through on a business trip again, I decided to stop and each lunch at a quaint little diner that looked like it was housed an old pueblo building. I asked the waitress about the history of the building, and she was happy to share what she knew. She could see that I was very interested, so on one of her stops to bring me another cup of coffee, she told me a little bit more history about the city. I was fascinated. I told her that I would love to move there one day, and she simply asked, “Well, why don’t you?” I was taken aback at first because not everything is so easy. But then I realized, yes, it really could be that easy.
I don’t work in an office, so there would be no issues with me needing to find a job first. I had a home office, and then I was simply take off when it was time to go out west to drive to meet a client. Moving to Sante Fe would make my road trips even shorter. It also meant that I could cultivate some new clients in the area as well. I began working on moving there just a couple of months later after meeting the waitress.