While David is on his long anticipated cross country trip (he started dreaming of this trip long before we decided to move back west), the cats and I are at home. We are watching his adventure unfold with the rest of you.
Fortunately, life at home is not much of an adventure. There are regular lectures from our Nommie and Xena Malka is being a little extra clingy. On the other hand, she has an itchy ear and is getting ear drops twice a day, so she has more than one reason to be a bit out of sorts.
I am doing better than I had feared/anticipated. I haven’t ventured out of the apartment yet, but I did have an excursion planned for today that got rescheduled for Thursday. I will also need to go visit our friendly pharmacist in the next day or two to pick up a refill. So I have adequate motivation to get out of the apartment. It does absolutely blow my mind that bu the end of next week, I will be living in California.
But first, some absolute road warrior machinations by David. He and our car are scheduled to arrive in Marin in time to meet up with our new landlord, do a walkthrough of the house and get the keys on March 1st. That is a Friday, so he is staying the weekend to get some things set and he will need Monday to do things like get our free P.O. Box because we are going so rural that we won’t even get regular mail deliveries (UPS and Fed Ex both come to the house).
My job in David’s absence is to get things like utilities and the internet set up so we can live like civilized people. We already had to change our phone provider from Ting (whom we had for over a decade and loved, but their wireless calling is tied to a mobile network and we don’t have cell service at the house either) which literally was a multi-day process, and not because of anything technical. Today I dealt with getting our propane deliveries set up. I am dreading PGE., so I am pushing that one off for last.
David flies home on the 5th to help me and the cats get ready for us all to fly out on March 8th. The cats have been to the vet, have had their rabies shots (and have their requisite certificates) and we have gabapentin for both of them to make the trauma of a cross country flight more bearable. And an anti-emetic for our Xena Malka who gets motion sick.
Once we get settled, David heads back to the airport to meet the movers on Astoria on March 15th. After a few extra days for our cleaner to come do a deep clean, returning keys, etc., he finally flies back to Marin where we can start settling in. Well, as much settling in as we can do until our crap–including all of the crap that has been in storage for almost two years–arrives at some date to be magically determined by the mover.