Legal Dude was on one of the first flights out of National yesterday.
He arrived in Atlanta last evening.
Good thing he was on an afternoon flight.
National didn’t open until 12:30 p.m.
Had we been able to get him a seat on an earlier flight…
Well, I’d rather not think about that.
Didn’t think I’d be posting over Winter Break.
But…here I am.
Sitting with my SIL’s laptop in Atlanta, posting away.
I hear tell that a winter storm is on its way to Chicago, which is our next stop.
Lordy! Lordy!
Winter does happen outside of Wyoming…
Hope everyone gets to where they want to be… when they want to be there!
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Monday, December 21, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
On the road more traveled…
Photos of I-395 and South I-95 as we headed towards Atlanta.
(My camera battery died and the charger was inadvertently boxed and put on the moving truck. These photos, from the internet, accurately capture the bumper to bumper traffic we encountered as we departed Northern Virginia late Saturday morning on August 1.)
(My camera battery died and the charger was inadvertently boxed and put on the moving truck. These photos, from the internet, accurately capture the bumper to bumper traffic we encountered as we departed Northern Virginia late Saturday morning on August 1.)
to a road less traveled…
Photos of I-30 between Cheyenne and Laramie. No more traffic jams.
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State-less…
Arlington, Virginia is no longer home.
Our house on North Utah Street is home to another family for at least two years and quite possibly... for keeps.
Without a fixed address or a house to call home in Laramie...we’re State-less for the next few weeks.
Our house on North Utah Street is home to another family for at least two years and quite possibly... for keeps.
Without a fixed address or a house to call home in Laramie...we’re State-less for the next few weeks.
Moving week…abridged
(Didn't have time to post last week during the move.)
Tuesday…the packers came and stuffed our entire life into hundreds and hundreds of boxes. It was a rough day. First, with the realization that…this is it! We really are leaving our home, our friends, our life as we know it and moving thousands of miles to Wyoming. Then…knowing that all our belongings will sit on a truck for 2 ½ weeks before heading West to be unloaded into our new home in Laramie. Such a long time…
Wednesday…the movers arrived to shrink wrap and load all the furniture, including the hundreds of boxes and two cars onto one very long truck. There were times when I couldn’t watch. Furniture (I didn’t even know could be) was disassembled and hauled out piece meal. Hopefully, the movers on the other end will know how to piece it back together. The last of it was finally loaded onto the truck at 10:10 PM.
Thursday and Friday…was spent cleaning and hauling out the last remnants of our lives and saying our last farewells to good friends.
Saturday…met the renters for a walk through and handed over the keys to our home. We walked out the door not knowing if we’ll ever be back…
Tuesday…the packers came and stuffed our entire life into hundreds and hundreds of boxes. It was a rough day. First, with the realization that…this is it! We really are leaving our home, our friends, our life as we know it and moving thousands of miles to Wyoming. Then…knowing that all our belongings will sit on a truck for 2 ½ weeks before heading West to be unloaded into our new home in Laramie. Such a long time…
Wednesday…the movers arrived to shrink wrap and load all the furniture, including the hundreds of boxes and two cars onto one very long truck. There were times when I couldn’t watch. Furniture (I didn’t even know could be) was disassembled and hauled out piece meal. Hopefully, the movers on the other end will know how to piece it back together. The last of it was finally loaded onto the truck at 10:10 PM.
Thursday and Friday…was spent cleaning and hauling out the last remnants of our lives and saying our last farewells to good friends.
Saturday…met the renters for a walk through and handed over the keys to our home. We walked out the door not knowing if we’ll ever be back…
Friday, July 17, 2009
Feeling a bit schizophrenic…
We got back home today. Back east, in Arlington, VA, after a whirlwind house-hunting trip to Laramie. I wish I could say the search was a breeze…especially after spending so many weeks viewing homes over the internet and looking at photos sent by a local real estate agent. Not so. With only 2 ½ days in Laramie, trying to decide on which house to call a home, it was a rather stressful process, to say the least! I’m hopeful though, that we’ll have a fixed address…soon!
On the upside, we finally got to meet the local realtor who has earnestly worked on our behalf these past six weeks. It was fun getting to know him while driving all over Laramie and then chatting with a very friendly family who graciously opened up their home so that we could take a peek at what life might be like living in their abode. It was also helpful to get another sense of the town before we make the big move. A more prudent family would have made this trip months ago. Ironically, however, I think this last minute trip has worked to our benefit: allowing us to feel a bit more like “we’ll be coming home” when we finally pull into Laramie in early August.
We also spent some time at the law school chatting with the ever so friendly staff. Once again they went out of their way to make us feel welcome and also tried to calm my anxieties about the winter drives to Cheyenne and Fort Collins.
It was heartening to hear these comments by “j” on the drive back to Denver…“We’ll, I say this about Laramie: everyone is really nice,” and “Wow! It is really beautiful out here!”
So…it now seems a tad strange to come “back home” to finish packing (and to get the house in order for our renters) to only head out again in two short weeks to our “new home.” Makes me feel a bit schizophrenic!
On the upside, we finally got to meet the local realtor who has earnestly worked on our behalf these past six weeks. It was fun getting to know him while driving all over Laramie and then chatting with a very friendly family who graciously opened up their home so that we could take a peek at what life might be like living in their abode. It was also helpful to get another sense of the town before we make the big move. A more prudent family would have made this trip months ago. Ironically, however, I think this last minute trip has worked to our benefit: allowing us to feel a bit more like “we’ll be coming home” when we finally pull into Laramie in early August.
We also spent some time at the law school chatting with the ever so friendly staff. Once again they went out of their way to make us feel welcome and also tried to calm my anxieties about the winter drives to Cheyenne and Fort Collins.
It was heartening to hear these comments by “j” on the drive back to Denver…“We’ll, I say this about Laramie: everyone is really nice,” and “Wow! It is really beautiful out here!”
So…it now seems a tad strange to come “back home” to finish packing (and to get the house in order for our renters) to only head out again in two short weeks to our “new home.” Makes me feel a bit schizophrenic!
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Sunday, July 12, 2009
Oh Home, Where Art Thou…
On Tuesday we fly to Laramie, in hopes of finding a place to land…a place we can finally call home. It has been a long and stressful process, trying to find a home long distance and with a lot of ups and downs. With only two weeks and two days to moving day, we’re hopeful that things will finally fall into place.
Here’s to positive thinking...
Here’s to positive thinking...
Friday, July 10, 2009
18 days and counting…
till the movers come.
Things have been too hectic lately to stop and think about what will soon be upon us…moving cross country to a place without friends or family…to a place without all our favorite shops, restaurants and bookstores…to a place where---heck, we have no idea what will be in store for us!
Things nearly fell apart here at home when our renters unexpectedly backed out. Fortunately, we were able to find new renters within a week. Then, the house we had hoped to move into in Wyoming also fell through, so we still don’t have a fixed address at which to land…and the truck comes to pack and haul our belongings in less than three weeks!!! I’m not sure how I’m managing to maintain my calm and sense of humor, but I’m sure that whatever "Zen" state of mind I’ve managed to zone into will fall apart once we’ve landed in our new home/town and I realize…I’m all alone in a strange new land!
Things have been too hectic lately to stop and think about what will soon be upon us…moving cross country to a place without friends or family…to a place without all our favorite shops, restaurants and bookstores…to a place where---heck, we have no idea what will be in store for us!
Things nearly fell apart here at home when our renters unexpectedly backed out. Fortunately, we were able to find new renters within a week. Then, the house we had hoped to move into in Wyoming also fell through, so we still don’t have a fixed address at which to land…and the truck comes to pack and haul our belongings in less than three weeks!!! I’m not sure how I’m managing to maintain my calm and sense of humor, but I’m sure that whatever "Zen" state of mind I’ve managed to zone into will fall apart once we’ve landed in our new home/town and I realize…I’m all alone in a strange new land!
Here we go...
To our family and friends who would like to keep in touch...as we venture westward to our new home…this blog is for you.
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