We are technically homeless. All we own is here:
All else is in the clutches of either Alaska airlines, or one of several possible moving companies. A bit of an odd feeling actually. I don’t have keys to any house or apartment, and everything is in these bags. It’s actually sort of liberating in a weird way. Not that I’m not hoping that everything goes smoothly and all our stuff arrives safely. 😂The move yesterday went well.
Our moving crew was great, they packed up all our stuff with great care, even though it turned out to be more stuff than they were told to expect, and their company gives them some really shitty equipment to work with. (seriously, I went to safeway and bought packing tape that actually worked.) Real troopers though. We filled a whole truck. Whaaat?
Also, the car got picked up Tuesday. Byeeee filbert!
So, here we are, 4.5 hours of sleep later, ready to get on our plane.
No nap for me though, can’t afford to risk missing this flight. Coffee time! Will report in several time zones from now.
Intentionally Unexpected