Well we are in our new home. We are 80% through unpacking twenty years of memories.
It has gone as smooth as we could have hoped. I’m not going to say there were not moments, when we would have thrown each other into a packing box and mailed it to a far-way destination. We didn’t. We pulled together and made it work. In five days we packed-up our house and moved it clear across this state and unpacked it. It has been an amazing week.
The week was filled with some interesting twist. I wasn’t sure about my transfer. Cathy had to attend her AT&T annual two-day conference, in the middle of the move. Meow, our beloved 18-year-old cat had to be put to sleep, and Kilo had to be “fixed” and d-clawed. We had to figure a way to move, a 50 gallon fish tank and 35 fish (only lost 3 fish), not to mention the four cats. The execution of the logistics (thanks to Cathy) would have made NASA proud.
I had a moment when a bucket lid and a fish hit me in the head during a very short stop on I-4, when I asked myself WTF. We moved on. Unwrapping a drain cover, the movers had wrapped in a half-dozen sheets of paper, made me scratch my head more than once. We moved on. Knowing that the neighborhood gathers across the street on the beach, to watch the sunset, every night makes me feel as warm as the sunset. We’ve moved on.