May. 20th, 2011

jazzfish: Jazz Fish: beret, sunglasses, saxophone (Default)
I'm safely ensconced in the Outer Banks with John K-- et al, and am roughly half as stressed as I was when I got here. Since very little has actually been resolved I suppose this is progress. The bed is perhaps the least comfortable bed I've ever slept on: it crunches when I move and presses into my spine in curious ways. There has been a great deal of gaming, and some amount of hanging-out, and intermittent hot-tubbing and such.

Plans
We leave the beach tomorrow (boo) to spend a day or so with [personal profile] uilos's folks. Then it's back to DC. During the first part of the week I'll be selling Straylight (hopefully to Stef), bequeathing my aged stand mixer to A--, and generally running around like a madman trying to squeeze in last-minute au revoirs.

On Thursday afternoon we fly to Madison for Wiscon. There we shall have an amazing time for three-plus days, and then wake up too early Monday morning to get on a bus to Chicago. Once in Chicago we board the Empire Builder (no, not that one) for Seattle, where we'll change on Wednesday for a bus to Vancouver. At that point life becomes a blur of moving-in for several days before I start work on Monday the 6th.

holy crap this is actually happening

Moving
We left my mother with instructions to go to the apartment on Monday morning and oversee the movers as they loaded all our stuff onto a truck. She called on Monday afternoon to say that the truck driver had forgotten zie needed to be in DC and was instead hanging out in Minneapolis. So our stuff's getting loaded, um, today, actually. I hope. Delivery date's still sometime around the first or second. I hope we can get a more firm date soon so we can tell the apartment when to reserve the elevator.

Miscellaneous Other Nonsense
I still haven't received the final immigration forms to sign and send back (there have been all manner of explicable delays on both sides, but right now it's in their court) and I'm getting a little anxious about that. Work had a temporary shortage of laptops last week and will be shipping me a machine to arrive on the 2nd or 3rd of June. Due to scheduling my parents aren't able to come visit us in June and bring the cats so we've yet to work out how they're getting out to us.

A dear friend has taken time out from being a new mother to write me a reassuring and very helpful letter about myriad small immigration-related things, and I've been a horrible correspondent and not said thank you. So I'll go do that now.

And then I shall have breakfast, and maybe go walk on the beach.

Profile

jazzfish: Jazz Fish: beret, sunglasses, saxophone (Default)
Tucker McKinnon

Most Popular Tags

Adventures in Mamboland

"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen

Yeah. That sounds about right.

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags