Still Packing

It is almost 3 pm on Saturday the 26th.  It seems like many many things have happened in the past few weeks.  I guess that's because it's simply true.  Many little changes have been made and are coming and oh my god we are adults now.

Let me start with a bicycle wreck.  It was around June 13th.  I had my laptop in my backpack and was riding furiously in the rain, I was trying to beat it, mind you.  I Crashed!  I slid into home plate!  A bruised and scraped right side was simply an inconvenience compared to my waterlogged, jarred laptop.  I lost several thousand European photos not to mention some (regenerate-able) academic research.  I also have several thousand songs that are now confined to the cramped life of ipod use only.  You see, you cannot transfer music from an ipod to a laptop.  I bought a new (used) laptop of a dear friend and it came with about 10,000 of HIS songs.  

My music life has been revolutionized.

Because Joshua and I will be making the drive to CO x2 we needed new music.  Not just the 10,000 songs Scott randomly dumped into our laps, but music specially selected for the 36+ hours we will spend in the car.  We invited friends to donated mixed CD's to our Manifest Destiny cause and we are pleased to say that we have at least 15 new CD's.  Some came with the "Do Not Open Till..." instructions.  Some we've already sampled, and some we've simply looked at the song listings.

Driving Update!

Josh and I are no longer driving separately the second go.  A friend, Kevin Willis, suggested we haul one car and drive the other.  This is an excellent idea we had not thought of.  So we shall haul the Taurus.  This is both a blessing and a curse.  If we haul the Taurus, fine.  Josh and I will take turns driving the UHaul.  When we drive the Scion, we will also take turns.  This is a bit trickier, because I cannot exactly drive a stick.  I shall be receiving a crash course in manual transmissions in a matter of days so that Josh isn't burdened with 20 hours of driving.  

We're also planning to leave from Elkhart, so that changes our trajectory just a smidgen.   We really will be taking I-80 for about 900 miles.  From Indy we'd take I-72 for a large chunk of Missouri before connecting to I-80 in Nebraska City, Nebraska.  We will basically avoid Kansas at all costs.  Every single person who hears we are driving to Colorado first assumes we're going to Denver and thus assumes we will take I-70 straight through desolate, forsaken Kansas.  One the one hand I'm glad we're going a slightly different route, but on the other I feel as if we're missing some bizarre right of passage.  To suffer through Kansas would be to join the ranks of those who can nobly remember the trial and slyly smile at the next couple of schmucks and warn them of a strange and tiring beauty they are about to experience.

So today I must purchase bubble wrap for all the paintings and picture frames.  

Tomorrow is Sunday.  The day after is Monday.  There's just nothing left to do but go.