Transition

On the Road

Skipped a step.  Sorry about that.  I forget about my readers sometimes, those who don't know me in real life and get the gaps filled in outside of the blog.

We sold our house.  It was under contract after just over a week on the market.  We were very surprised and very thankful.  Big relief.  Charlie isn't set to begin his job in NYC until the fall.  Big problem.  Ok, not a big problem.  I know there are few really big problems in our life.  This was just a major inconvenience that caused a lot of stress.

So, Freddie and I and the dogs are in Denver, at Charlie's parents' house.  Charlie is in NOLA, living at the lab.  This is the way things will be until we move to NYC in the fall.

Enough stuff to fill a tiny NYC apartment was loaded into a POD and that left Bordeaux Street last Friday. It will show up in Manhattan when we get there.  Furniture and other things we could not part with (Jazzfest chairs, Mardi Gras ladder, costume box, power tools, and large pieces of furniture) but will have no room for in NYC were moved into a storage unit in NOLA.  Living essentials for the next 10-12 weeks were packed in suitcases and a few boxes.

We looked for a furnished short term lease that allowed big bad dogs, and while there were some available they were pricey.  We had friends and family offer up their guest rooms, kids' rooms, offices to accommodate us, but we really couldn't see ourselves descending on anyone's space with our dogs and kid.  We've lived in tight quarters, double bunked, over our Katrina evacuation.  Not something we want to do or subject those we love to again.

So Charlie made the drive with us and the dogs to Denver and flew back to NOLA on Monday.  Charlie's folks are out of town for most of the summer, so it is just me and Freddie and the dogs.  It's probably working out best for the dogs, having me here with them helping them transition into life here for the next several weeks.  This will be home for them for quite some time.

I'm ok for right now.  I haven't done anything yet, and quite frankly I kinda like that.  I am trying to get into a routine, break some bad habits that Freddie has picked up amidst the moving craziness, rest, and just generally regroup.  I'm feeling sad, missing NOLA, and need the time to just be. 

I know in a few days I'll feel restless, and be searching for things to add to our routine. Something other than sitting outside wondering if I should save any watermelon for Freddie.  I've got a few books and a few projects, but I'll need some other things to do.

Things are in limbo.  I know we'll be in NYC in the fall, but I don't know when.  I don't know what building we'll live in, but I have 4 potential addresses.  I know we'll be travelling to the city, but I don't know how we'll get there.


So that's it.  That's our summer.