Move to Texas

I live on the Iron Range in MN, I have wanted to move south for along time. So my plan is to hop on i35 and take it all the way to Texas. I actually have more of a plan than that. I’m excited to leave the -50 windchills. This is definitely a goal I’m going to be accomplishing

I live in Philly rigth now but I want yo move to Texas so bad I know that it will be fun to move there and I really need t o know ifbits a good idea

I have lived in the SF Bay area, pretty much my whole life. I absolutely LOVE it!! I have my family nearby, my career somewhat established (Pretty Commitee since 2005), most of my closest friends, and a quarter of a century of memories bulit on this foundation I call The Bay. Then, I met my best friend… I wasn’t watching my footwork, I slipped and fell in love with him. Now, after our relationship has grown and we’ve tackled some of the more difficult times in our lives-TOGETHER-we are getting married and moving to Dallas! I never thought I would have this bond with anyone, and be so excited to leave EVERYTHING I KNOW behind to start a new life with somebody so close to me, but let me tell you it has been well worth the wait for the both of us.
The move itself requires delicate planning. Both of us are California licensed in our professional fields, so we worked out arrangements and got new licenses in TX ahead of time. Now we are counting down the days until our wedding (5/3/09) and for the school year to commence then it’s off to the Lone Star state!!
I now believe that dreams really do come true…

We were so set in moving to Texas, but after thinking about it a lot more and a lot longer, I don’t think that we are going to do it. It seems like a very Republican state and we are very hardcore Democrats. Also, it is very hot and we don’t handle the heat very well. We are both very fair skinned and my husband has red hair. I’m pretty sure we would die…lol. So, I think this is a goal that is going to be given up on. Sorry Texas, maybe in the far future, but definitely not any time soon.

Yah…I decided that I don’t want to leave CA. I <3 CA way too much to leave!

I finally managed to make it to Texas last Friday, the 11th, in the wee early hours of the morning. The trip itself, in addition to beginning a few days later than I would have liked, was one of those little epics where every little thing that coule go wrong seemed to. But, after three days of driving like a banshee, beating my rental truck like a rented mule, and dealing with a bunch of little crap, I finally rolled into Denton. On Saturday, my girlfriend and I, along with some help from one of her friends, managed to get nearly everything I didn’t immediately need piled out of the truck and into a storage unit. Everything else came out of the truck and the car on Sunday and Monday. I managed to get a little sleep and got the laptop up and running in the earlier part of the week, got my resume updated and a few turned in, and now I’m adjusting to life here in the south.

My cat has already adjusted pretty well, found her favorite places to sleep and birdwatch around the house, and is generally none the worse for wear from the traumatic journey. She actually travelled a lot better than I thought she would, which is the one good thing about the whole trip.

Now I just need to get myself a job, see if I can find some other musicians to play with around here, and get myself settled in my own apartment or house. And life rolls on in a new city and state…

So we just worked for a year straight to fix our house up in Colorado but we aren’t happy anymore. Not that we can’t be happy but we both want more for our children and this town just isn’t cutting it.
We both fell in love with Texas and have turned our attention south. Not sure if it will be in the Dallas area or the Austin area but I will be happy when I can call Texas home!

But that was because I screwed up and put the wrong date on it in the first place. Yesterday (the “due date” on the challenge) was actually my official last day of work. That’s despite the fact that I still had a little bit of database stuff that needed to be done, and which I logged in remotely to do this afternoon.

In any case, I picked up the rental truck this morning. Emptying out the storage unit went a hell of a lot quicker than I thought. I guess I must have taken more stuff out of there than I realized, because I had expected to take at least four or five hours loading stuff and weeding through the crap to throw away, but it really only took me about two and a half hours to get everything loaded, and I was taking my time while I did the work.

I drove back to work when I had finished emptying the storage unit, because I didn’t think it was going to be all that pleasant to be driving around trying to find a parking place and such with the trailer dragging along behind me. My former boss was there, along with one or two other people, so I checked to make sure it was okay, then detached the trailer and left it under the awning of the loading dock at the back of the building. Then it was back home.

Parking is a bear in the place, but I finally managed to steal someone’s spot for long enough to get the van parked. Now I’m trying to get everything packed down there, one box at a time. My hand truck’s wheels are flat, and I don’t really feel like driving down to the gas station to fill them at the moment. Maybe tomorrow morning. But, moving is definitely in process…

Only four more working days left after today. I have my truck reserved already, but I still have so many other little details that I need to get taken care of, and it seems like the more I stress out over stuff, the less efficient I get at taking care of those details. I really don’t like moving at all, and this is the first one of these “all or nothing” sorts of moves that I’ve done, where I pretty much have to take everything with me all at one time. They were always short moves, before, and I could go back and get stuff later, make multiple trips, leave the cat with a friend, and so forth. Not this time, though. Too much stuff to do, and too little time left. Sigh…

I’ve been trying to go through a couple of boxes of stuff every day and weed out the things that I don’t really have to take to Texas with me. Unfortunately, I’ve been something of a packrat all my life, and now it’s coming back to bite me in the ass. I hate throwing away anything that I think might be useful somewhere down the line, even though I know in the back of my mind that I probably won’t wind up putting things to the use I foresee. I’m just not all that great at following up on all of those little plans that I think up. In any case, I’ve given away a couple of boxes of books and a number of other little things from around the place, but there’s still a lot more to go through. And time continues it’s unrelenting march…

On the plus side, one of the guys at work has a cage for a small dog or cat that he is letting me have, since his cat is no more. I already had a carrier, but this is a regular large cage that she can stand up and pace around in, with room for a small litter pan and food and water. So that’s really a good thing, because I wasn’t sure exactly what I was going to do with her while driving. Now at least I won’t have to stop every hour to see if she needs to use the litter box or is hungry.

So, some things are coming together, some still resist me…