7-12-08 (The Story)

Here’s our story.

Jim worked for Citifinancial (a division of CitiGroup), as a branch manager, overseeing personal and mortgage loans. Garret worked for Colonial Suzuki, a franchise owned by Galloway Automotive, as a Parts & Service Manager.

A few years ago, when Florida real estate boomed, Jim and I thought it would be great to sell our home and move to another state. Why not buy our next home with a large down payment, leaving little to no mortgage? We never took it much further; our careers were at their peak and our 2,000 SF home was under 2 years old.


In 2008, we noticed real estate started its inevitable crash. Our local economy in Fort Myers, Florida, had truly shown through as evident by my dealerships worst months with no ease in sight. Bonuses for Jim were nonexistent. Bonuses for me were at their all time low. Foreclosures were on the rise, especially in the neighboring city of Cape Coral.

Months later, Jim said, “Remember how we talked about moving to another state and having virtually no mortgage? Well, it’s right here in our back yard. It’s called Cape Coral.” We thought about it and we started research. A Realtor showed us several homes. We might be looking at a $50,000 mortgage, instead of the existing mortgage. It sounded great, so we listed the house for sale.

In May of 2008, two couples looked at the house. The first couple looked again. Offers in the insult range came in. We countered. On Monday, June 2nd, Jim had gotten notice his branch was to close on the 27th. There was no transfer available in our area but a severance package was offered and was quite appealing. Jim and I had decided to reject the final offer on Wednesday afternoon and just keep the house if the offer couldn’t be any better. I called the Realtor and firmly told him we were done with these potential buyers and we weren’t going to go that low. The Realtor told me how we were making a big mistake and we should accept the offer. I stood strong.

An hour after we told our Realtor, absolutely not, a manager in my Suzuki store showed me a letter from American Suzuki confirming Galloway’s voluntary dealer resignation effective the first week of July. This meant that Galloway Automotive had given up its franchise. This news just a few days after Jim's news of being laid off!

Later that evening, Jim and I were distraught over the timing. We talked it over and called the Realtor, keeping our financial secrets, and told him we’d thought about what he had said and we’d counter offer again. A deal was accepted later in the week.

Jim and I decided to move to Texas. The job market appeared stable and CitiGroup had a corporate office with many openings. If he was “hired”, he’d be able to transfer and keep his benefits and tenure intact. I began my job search. Jim applied for several positions. In the meantime, we sought moving bids. With several moving company bids, it was time to figure out how to get to Texas. With 2 cats and a dog, how do we do that? How do we get our beloved 2005 BMW 325I there? Several moving plans later, Jim looked into renting an RV. Renting was expensive so he looked into buying one and just reselling it once we’ve completed the move.

In the meantime, upper management had not announced Suzuki’s demise. It was absolutely killing me to know what was going to happen, and not being able to share the information with my family of employees. I had received another copy of the dealer termination letter in the parts department. I took this as my opportunity to visit an owner with the letter in hand and show that the cat was out of the bag. I met with my supervisor, Bill Braatz, at our Ford store. He said he’d have a place for all of us but for me, probably not a supervisor position. I was OK with that being we’d move to Texas.


Within a two week period, the other employees were in the know. They would all be transferring to the Ford store.


Jim had come up with a new plan. Take the equity from the sale of the house, buy an RV outright, and see the country for 6 months. We took some of the equity and put it aside for future resettling.

The rest will be within our blog. Welcome!

8 comments:

  1. Wow, Jim and Garret,
    That story helped fill in the blanks...and what a story it is...I feel both sad and happy for you, at the same time. Life is so short, I am happy for you to just pick up and go, enjoy the country,now, come what may...and somehow, things always do work out....Have fun...hope to see you when you reach San Diego.
    All the best,
    Ken
    www.rvbirdsofafeather.blogspot.com

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  2. Your story is so touching, it almost made me cry. Btw, quit picking on the Cape, it can't be all bad can it? Bahahaha. Actually my friends, real estate is moving, and we have a lot of new out of state transplants arriving weekly.
    Love you both, Pearl

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  3. I wondered how you ended up doing this. You're close to living a dream of mine, and I'm feeling a tad jealous as I'm reading through some older posts to play catch up.

    'Cept my dream involves a car who's too thirsty & too big, not an RV.

    Said car and me, would be going coast to coast...from Wildwood, NJ "50's days" weekend, to Chicago. In Chi-town I'd find a few good blues clubs, then swing south down the remnents of what used to be called Route 66.

    Everything I read and hear about it convinces me there's something magic there, and it goes through areas I want to see ...so yeah... gonna get my kicks on Route 66. Someday.

    First I need to come up w/ the 30-50k to get myself the hot rod of my dreams....whatever it is, it's gonna be from between 1935 to
    1958, chopped, dropped and wearing a paint job that involves a sparkle clear coat. :)

    So anyway, yeah, I'm a bit jealous. Enjoy your trip, and thanks for letting me ride along!

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  4. Walk On: Well, nevermind the money for the car, money for gas, food, insurance, etc.

    Yours is a dream, mine was a "what the hell".

    Try to make your dream reality before you can't physically do it.

    -Garret-

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  5. Oh believe me, it's gonna happen. :)

    I have a lot of faith in the "if you build it, they will come" idea, so right now, I'm saving towards the car. I figure once I get the right car, everything else will figure itself out.

    I have a decent tent, so I can save money on the hotel room now and again if the weather is decent.

    Gas...lol.. not worried. Compared to what y'all are paying, that is a complete non-issue. Even a hot rod gets mileage, those RV's get footage! ;)

    I know it's a ways off, but it'll come so long as I keep it in mind and keep working towards it. One step at a time, one more dollar in the savings account, ya know?

    Just wish I had cash to buy a car now, the economy is making people sell off their cars, and a lot are going for way less than they are worth. Saw a rod w/ a 20k paint job up for 22k. You know they are losing money there. (sigh!)

    But your story is a great inspiration, not only am I loving the photos and details, but it's also a nice thing seeing folks taking the lemons life gave them and making lemonaid. ;) I like your style and attitude. Downright inspirational, we could use more folks like you in the world.

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  6. Thanks Walk On! Loved the comment:
    Even a hot rod gets mileage, those RV's get footage!
    It's so true. We get 6MPG.

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  7. Jim and Garret,
    Great Job!
    Talk about living in the "Now"... You guys are doing it.
    You have my vote, best wishes of luck and prayers. Enjoy, enjoy... enjoy.
    Jeff - Rainbow Rv Arizona Chapter,
    jeffwgillespie@cox.net

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  8. A late welcome to full-timing. My husband and I started a few months before you both and I've often joked about the lack of gay couples we see. Hopefully we'll meet up one day!

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