When the rubber finally had to hit the road, and me accept the new job and quit my old one, I couldn’t leave Montana. I just love it and my job too much. Not that I don’t love my wife, but I feel I’ve been accommodating enough. So temporarily at least, it’s not “Happy wife, happy life” cuz right now she’s not happy. I love her and will definitely leave if she is wants to and is still with me when our daughter graduates. But since I’m in the prime of my career and putting her through private school and saving for her college, and our family’s home and retirement, I couldn’t take a lesser job knowing how miserable it would be. In a way, I’m quite at peace now. The huge move idea was tearing me apart, and may I am selfish or the a$$hole but sometimes you gotta follow your heart and inner voice. So Montana is home for at least another 8-9 years.