Between Homes

You may have noticed the lack of activity here at FBC this week. Thankfully Marcus got a post up in my absence. Most of the usual readers know that I was moving in the near future. That future became a reality the last couple days as we packed up the old house in Gardnerville, and moved most everything into two storage sheds. We have the keys to our new house, but we can't occupy it until the floors are done, a week from today!

So where are we? In Carson City! Thankfully, Jeff and Amy volunteered to put us up in their camper for the week. It's pretty comfy and even has wireless internet. I can send Jeff P. emails, "Hey! Bring me a beer!"

Kristy, the boy, 2 dogs, the cat, and I are all snuggled in the camper. The mouse went to my son's school to visit. My son was the only one who could sleep through my cat's nonstop meowing last night, and the rest of us are delirious. Tonight should be better though, since the animals seem better adjusted.

I was driving a 26 foot moving truck the last couple days. A huge, manual 5 speed, diesel, that I'm guessing was built in the early 80's. The side of the truck advertised, "Cloth Seats and Power Steering!". I felt like I should have been wearing old Soviet military clothing when driving the beast. I was so glad to return it!

Smudgemo recently said, "Three moves equals a fire". I wasn't totally sure I knew what that meant, but I realized what he was talking about these last few days. I got rid of truckloads of stuff! Unfortunately there was still tons of crap to move, but no time left to sort it out. Box it up, ship it out.

It was strange to leave the old house last night. Without our stuff there, it seemed to be soulless. Just an empty shell. We said good bye to a couple neighbors, and then drove off into the night.

Today was a rest day...

Tomorrow I hope to ride, and if I'm lucky, I'll even find my camera in one of my bags.