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Well, we're in a hotel. The car is sold, the apartment cleaned, emptied and closed out. Our stuff is on a moving truck and will arrive after we do. The cat is comfortable and I'm hoping he keeps his cool on the airplane. Like us, he was grumpy while they took our stuff away. He had to remain in the bathroom the whole time, poor guy! We're going to try to avoid sedating him like we did last time, so we'll see how that goes. He loves the hotel, though!
So do I, for that matter. If I could live in a hotel, I totally would. Fun fact: I actually did for a couple of months when I was a kid with my mom, back in 1987. It was a great as you imagine. Never again, I fear.
My aunt is suggesting that the place (our new house) will be a mess when we get there, so we might consider staying in a hotel for a day or two. Guess we'll see what it's like once we arrive. I don't think it will be too bad. The fortunate thing is that there's already a bed and a couch in the place, which will help because I don't believe our stuff will arrive until the 30th or even the 1st. August 1st will also be known as the first day of my new job. I'm nervous! I'm also a little gun shy considering the experience I had in my last job. But I had a great time at Audio-Reader a couple years ago, and this job seems similar in style and size.
The best part about moving is that, even when you start out with a lot of stress, there is a measurable decrease over time. At the beginning there were so many things to think about and worry about, and now there's only a couple of things. And since they are inevitable, there's nothing to do but accept them.
Stephanie says I'm writing a novel, so I think I'll stop here. When I check in again, I will be once again a resident of Des Moines. :)
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