OK, time to come clean. As some of you already knew and others figured out, all that talk about a cross-country road trip was technically true, as was the statement that I didn’t expect to be home until early March, but it was a tad misleading. It was a one-way road trip, and the home I intend to occupy in early March is not the one I left last week, but a brand-spanking new one out east. My understanding of the state of domicile rules is that your domicile changes the instant you enter the target state with the intent to remain there indefinitely. If so, I became a Virginia resident at 7:37 a.m. EST today. However, I do not have a Virginia ID yet, and don’t expect to until some time after I start my new job, so I guess you could call me an undocumented worker. Just don’t call me illegal, dammit; I’m not.
Generally, the answer is no. More specifically:
- No, I don’t have family in this state, but Mrs. X and I both have family scattered up and down the not-completely-left coast.
- No, I don’t have to take the Virginia bar, nor do I expect to do so anytime soon.
- No, I don’t completely rule that possibility out, either.
- No, my new house does not sit on a four-acre lot, only three. Neener.
- No, I didn’t get a transfer; this is a new job with a new company.
- No, I’m not going to tell you who that company is or what they do.
- No, I won’t blog about any topic germane to that company or any industry it is involved in, so there is no good reason for you to want to know who they are.
- No. Just …. no.