T-5 and counting
posted in Alaska, Livestock and Pets, NaBloPoMo, New Mexico, OmegaDad, OmegaDotter, OmegaMom, The Move 2 |Bella asked for an update on the move.
Yes, I know that Bella requested it more than a week ago.
That is how the move is going.
::frenzied rictus in place of a grin::
The movers are here. The house is like a hurricane has hit us. Almost everything is packed, and we have four nights left. No standard foods—though the refrigerator is full of scrids and scrads. No plates. No cutlery.
The beds are still here, but it sounds like they’re departing tomorrow. Ah, well, we have inflatable mattresses.
I’ve been hauling the poor dawg off to doggie day care every day, so the movers (and I) don’t get literally “hounded” by the constant territorial barking.
I’ve been shutting the poor cats into the master bedroom, where there are heaps and piles of Things We Want To Ship Directly Or Take With Us scattered about.
The furniture in the living room has been carefully covered with wraps. The moving guys assured me we could still sit on them. Oh, goodie.
I’m frantically pulling together documents for our mortgage application for whatever house we decide on in Big City, NM. (Actually, outside Big City, NM. Preferably in more mountainous, tree-ish areas.)
OmegaDad and I are sniping at each other. We are both sniping at OmegaDotter. She is sniping back. It is great fun. Not. I have taken to reminding myself “just a few more days, and we will be done with the omigod we are taking an airplane with three cats a dog three turtles a man a woman an almost-10-year-old and associated luggage I can’t breathe help me God whole affair.”
(The chickens and bunny rabbit have gone off to A Good Home. Story to come.)
Then, of course, we get to settle in to a few days at a casita in a bed and breakfast in Big City, then find a local month-to-month rental, while we’re looking for a house to buy.
BUT. Here? It is gray. The wind is howling off the glaciers. The sun is rising at about 9:30 and going down at about 5:45. It is currently in the 20s and there is snow on the ground that is being whipped into crusty small drifts by the 60 mph gusts. In Big City, NM? Sunny (or just clear at night). In the 50s and 60s during the day. It will be windy later in the week, but…the sun is rising at 7:30 and setting at 6:15.
I will be so glad when this is all over with!
(Oh, yeah, and I’m attempting [bahahaha!] NaBloPoMo, yet again.)
