Category Archives: move

Yes, I have been MIA. We have had quite a difficult spring. We thought we were staying in Where George Walked for another two years, but were informed that we are moving to OKC. The move is now two and a half weeks away.

One of our daughters has had some serious health challenges since February, so much so that her physician told us we had to halt homeschooling. We got a medical a waiver from the county so that she would not be truant. She is on the mend, and will be able to go into third grade when we move. She is a bit behind in math, but we plan on doing some work over the summer to catch her up. If we have to hire a tutor, so be it.
Last fall I found out I had a number of kidney stones. About three weeks ago, one of them reared its ugly little head. I’ve spent the past three weeks running to medical appointments and downing pain meds. I still have four more to pass in my right kidney, but the urologist does not believe they will be passing within the next month. If they hold off until we are settled, I will be happy. I do NOT relish the thought of driving halfway across the country while passing stones.
Our beloved doggie was injured and ended up having more than half of his tail amputated. The injury occurred two months ago, and he still has to wear a cone, a muzzle and a muzzle cup to prevent him from licking.
On the bright side, our little one graduated from Kindergarten a couple of weeks ago. She is quite an avid and proficient reader, and is reading far above her age level, just like big sis.
So, those are the reasons I have been MIA. I don’t know the next time I will post. Sorry.

first post from almost by the atlantic

We arrived at our new Almost by the Atlantic home early this afternoon. We haven’t physically moved in yet (we are still in a hotel), but will be doing so the next few days. The next adventure will be unpacking.

I just couldn’t stop staring at the verdant woods and fields as we made our way east. Our trip started in such a brown and dry landscape, and witnessed the gradual transition into sage green somewhere in New Mexico, through green fields in Texas, and then saw the eye-soothing rolling hills of Arkansas, Tennessee and Virginia. This new location is quite the polar opposite of our former desert home.

So, what have I done the past 14 days? I have…

1) driven 2,253+ miles. My legs are begging for the gym.

2) ingested too many Spree candies (my mouth is sore), stopped at one too many Subways (“I’ll have a 6″ Club on whole wheat with lettuce, tomato, pickles, cucumber, spinach if you have it, and mustard and a little bit of mayo, please” just rolls off my tongue) and have witnessed many scary gas station bathrooms.

3) slept on eight board-hard mattresses. I have also learned that if you have the choice between the two, always choose the Marriott Residence Inn over a Fairfield Inn. It is often the same price, perhaps $5 to $10 more a night, but often provides two completely separate rooms.

4) heard at least a dozen distinct American dialects…I can clearly tell the difference between Texan and Tennesseean.

5) watched Seasons One through Four of BBC’s Dr. Who (more episodes than I care to admit having watched) streamed on Netflix while Mr. BikeMan played his shoot-shoot-bang-bang game on PS3 (he had the movers unpack it at the last minute so he could play in our various hotels).

5) held my breath through quite a few speed traps seen at the last minute.

6) discovered that eating dinner from food purchased at the grocery store is waaaay better than eating at out at restaurants every night. Woo hoo for the Kroger salad bar, produce department and deli.

7) swam almost 14 days in a row, except for Midland, Texas…I was too wimpy. It was honestly cold.

8) come to understand that “it’s a dry heat” really does have merit.

9) listened to the voice track of the same 6 children’s DVDs too many times to count. My girls really do love mermaids.

10) managed to resort to the McD’s drive through only twice!

11) confirmed that every single time you get sent to the ER, it is a guaranteed three hours. We spent the morning in the ER in Little Rock, Arkansas…Ilsa woke up with a recurrence of her strep from the week before we were packed up. It apparently didn’t clear up, so they gave her a monster of a shot and some antibiotics to kill it dead.

12) said “girls, go to sleep” more times than I ever thought possible — but I can commiserate. It must be awfully hard for little people to sleep in the same room as grown ups who are up for three hours past their bedtime.

the final countdown

Remember that old song from 1986 by Europe? Check out that hair! I remember the song, but I don’t remember the band.

Packers arrive one week from today. I have so much to do, and here I am on my blog. I think I’m kind of blocking it out.
Oh, here are some pix of our new house:
Kidding…this is Mt. Vernon, which is 2 miles from home to be. Our home is actually on property formerly part of the Vernon estate. The kitchen is completely remodeled.
We adore these mid-century modern iron railing details…SO COOL!
View of the front.

please Lord, give me some ambition…

59 days and counting to our move from the Brown Desert to Urban Sprawl and Eastern Green.

I have closets to clean, drawers to empty, toys to sort through, and…NO AMBITION. I wonder, honestly, if I’m just a bit depressed about the whole thing. It’s normal, I suppose. Please friends, would you pray that I would have some ambition!? (I’m NOT being facetious…).
I’ve all but put school on hold for now. Ingy is reading like a champ, and I’m confident that she’ll hit 1st grade with a great leg-up, whether it be in a formal school setting, or continuing to home school. My sole Kinder goal was to have her reading reasonably well. Math, writing, formal crafts all happened along the way, but they weren’t part of the end-goal. So I’m encouraged to have met that one milestone.