Coming down to the wire

Miss D. and I are finishing up our packing and sorting, getting ready to load the truck (with the help of a couple of hired helpers) on Thursday afternoon.  It’s been a schlep getting everything organized, but I think we’ll be ready in time.  This morning we made a run out to the airport where she keeps her aircraft, and brought home most of the contents of the hangar where she parks it.  (It’ll remain here for a few months until she’s able to arrange hangar space near our new home, when she’ll come back to collect it and fly it down.)

The list of last-minute things to do gets longer and longer, of course, as each of us remembers something important.  Getting copies of our medical files from our physician and a specialist . . . getting last-minute prescriptions from the pharmacy . . . collecting a last batch of mail from our post office box and handing in change-of-address and mail forwarding notices . . . making sure our bank has our new details, and arranging to carry on using our Tennessee account for at least a few months until we find a bank in Texas with whom we’re happy . . . saying goodbye to friends and acquaintances . . . the list goes on and on.  We’ll never get it all done in time, but we’ll do as much as we can.  The rest will have to be accomplished by letters, e-mails and phone calls.

We’re going to be without regular Internet access from Thursday morning until at least Monday next week.  We may be able to get access at a hotel on the road, and/or borrow Old NFO’s home network now and again when we arrive in Texas, but it’ll be intermittent at best.  I’m going to queue up a few blog posts to publish automatically from Thursday through Monday morning, and ask your indulgence for a less regular posting schedule until we’re able to get our new Internet service operational.  (That’s scheduled for early Monday morning.  Here’s hoping!)



  1. And you're in the home stretch while thinking you might not get there. I knew you both could do it right on schedule. Safe trip. You're almost home.

  2. Do what you have to, we can wait on the free ice cream. Safe journeys, I hope to leave MD. And breathe free air myself one day…God willing.

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