We keep having to move up our household moving date to better coordinate moving companies, internet hook up, and Fang's work and scheduled vacation. It's driving both of us insane, especially since we're needing to schedule things to the minute.
One example: It looks like we're going to be making a stop near noon in Winnemucca, Nevada so that Fang can find an internet café and meet a deadline for one of the newspapers he creates. I've already scoped out the local wireless internet options; I imagine Fang will be editing and uploading files and feeding the boy lunch while the dog and I grab some takeout and head to the nearest shady park--at noon, in mid-July. Should be a blast!
Meanwhile, I'm still working for the university in the spaces between the insanity. I'll let you know how that pans out over the next couple of weeks. . .
My job was no where near as complex and time consuming as yours and I can still say unequivocally that taking the month before the move off was the best thing I ever did.
The day is coming like a freight train! In the end I don't think anyone really ENJOYS moving... it's something to survive. You will survive!!
Oh dear!! I know how hard it is, but ours wasn't nearly as complicated as yours because we weren't working. I hope everything turns out OK in the end. Sigh.
You are making me very glad I chose a career that discourages moving. Becoming licensed to practice law in another state is at best a hassle and at worst involves re-taking the worst test ever. So there is a lot of incentive to remain where one began. I hope you all make it to Boise in one piece.
May the road rise up to meet you, and the wind remain at your back. Pleasant journey to the three of you.
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