A Busy Few Weeks

My project on Minnesota finished up a few weeks ago, and life's been a blur ever since. Blair flew out on Monday, September 21, and he was supposed to change planes in Atlanta - yup, during the torrential rains that were causing all the trouble. He managed to switch to a direct flight (for no extra charge!) and ended up getting to Minneapolis earlier than he would have.

We packed up all my stuff on Tuesday (I couldn't have done it without him) and on Wednesday got a hitch for the van, rented a trailer and met up with some movers to get us loaded up. Bright and early Thursday morning we hit the road. We decided to take 3 days to make the trip (I only took 2 on the way out) because we weren't sure how fast we'd be able to drive with the trailer. It's amazing how much slower you appear to be driving when you can see so much further ahead.

As we tooled down the arrow straight highway in Wisconsin, I mentioned to Blair that I'd always wanted to see Fallingwater, the Frank Lloyd Wright house built over a waterfall, but wasn't sure where it was. That night in our hotel in Elkart, Indiana, I googled it and was thrilled to find it was in Western Pennsylvania, an easy detour from our planned route. We made new hotel reservations, and bought tickets (have I ever mentioned how much I love the Internet?)

Unfortunately, I bought our tickets for the wrong day. Fortunately, they got us onto a tour anyway, despite being overrun with Australian dignitaries from the summit. The tour was definitely worth the detour, and the house was as all-out cool as I'd expected.

As we drove home, we called Daniel as we crossed each state line. Sometimes, we left goofy voicemails, and sometimes we had a nice chat. We had Dumbledore's car seat bungeed just behind and right between our seats and he seemed very comfortable there. We were glad it was cool and rainy during our tour, since we had no qualms about leaving him in the car. During the last day, I took the strap that hooks his harness to his seat, and hooked it to my seatbelt, so he could sit on my lap. He's an awfully good cuddler.

The only traffic during the whole trip was getting from New Jersey to the Bronx on Rt 95 (and the GW Bridge), and we arrive home around 10pm on Saturday. Daniel had been staying with my folks, and my dad dropped him off that afternoon to wait for us, so our boy was there when we walked in!

Dumble has been unsettled by this, from the time we started packing, he got very clingy and doesn't like to let me out of his site. If I go to my bedroom for a moment, he has to follow me to make sure I don't start packing again. And I'm not sure he can tell the difference between packing and unpacking.

I'm so very glad to be home with my guys. Next step is to update the old resume and dive into another job search. Hopefully, the next is a bit closer to home!