Think mountains, valleys, some of the most spectacular skiing in the US. Think of the next-to-worst skier in the country handing boots, skis and poles and a helmet to one about to become the worst bunny hill skier in history. I’ll be at the bottom of the hill with the paramedics. That would be husband Jim. He’s never been skiing. We went ice skating once. Once.
We’re packing for a six-month trial period. There’s no relocation provided so we’re thinking of a corporate apartment or furnished home while we store our amassed belongings in storage. We’re doing all our packing ourselves (thanks friends who’ve volunteered their precious time to help out with wrapping the furniture!) and will get movers for a couple of hours to move everything into either storage or a truck which a professional will drive while we drive both cars or go together then I get to drive the other car myself. It’ll all work out, I’m certain.
I’ve been sorting through masses of stuff (how much stuff can be in a 1,028 sf loft? Lots). I do several garbage runs a day, am cooking at least two meals a day, mostly three, check out housing opportunities, write lists of what we ABSOLUTELY need to have over the next six months. Every evening for the past four days since the offer was signed we go to bed exhausted and I sleep ’til 3-4 a.m. and then lie awake thinking of more stuff to put on the “to do” or “take with” list while Jim snores.
I’ll be in touch in a couple of days to let you know how it’s coming. I’m getting too old for all this! Next time it’s packers and movers all the way! We intend to take three days to drive out there, limiting our driving to 8-10 hours/day.
At least it’s a good job, and they’re hard to come by these days. Oh, I found “Wobbly” in the freezer yesterday and think she needs two days to thaw out. Wobbly was a calf at Jim’s family’s farm with severe hip dysplasia (sort of like our dog, Zoe but we didn’t eat Zoe) so grew fat really fast. I’ve had a couple of her strip and ribeye steaks and they were very tasty. This is the last of it, a chuck steak that I’m going to use for pot roast. Perhaps I’ll make that tomorrow or Friday. Cheers! Dee