When we were driving back from our vacation in San Diego, after stopping in St. George for a small break to let the kids out to stretch their legs and play. I asked my wife, “So when are we going to move here?” Her response was incredulous. “Are you serious?! You’ve never said anything about wanting to move to St. George.” I told her I have always wanted to live in St. George. I brought it up a few times when we...