Let me briefly – and then I’ll let it go, I swear – whine about the fact that PODs are uber-expensive and therefore undoable. It’s a major wrench in my Moving Well, as opposed to Moving Badly, plans. Now we have to figure out something else, which so far amounts to us clearing out a big corner of the den and packing and stacking. And separating, since some crazy wacko thinks she’s going to have a Moving Sale in the midst of all this madness.
But moving on. The plan is to complete a small series of large projects this weekend, everything that has to be done before pictures are taken, and, by Wednesday, list. LIST. Like yard signage, St. Joseph statue buried, the whole nine. And once it’s listed, we’ll continue forth with leftover projects like deck-staining and window/grout-cleaning, etc. And praying. Lots of praying.
J.Lo and I visited le new town yesterday afternoon and evening, and I’m liking it. Hills, M, hills. It’s an hour from the Blue Ridge Parkway and also an hour from an apple-picking place. Besides the park and the trails and the riverwalk and the farmer’s market, all in town. Our fave neighborhood is downtown, with it’s sidewalks, bike paths and tree-lined (hilly – did I mention hills?) streets. We scouted out a few other potential houses outside the downtown area and were merely *meh* about them. Not just the houses, but the neighborhoods. There are eyesores in the midst for sure, like the sad and abandoned giant mill from Once Upon a Time. And we officially encountered our first why the eff are you moving here? snark, which made us laugh and laugh and laugh. Because we know we’re going to get a lot of that. And hopefully we’ll keep on laughing.
And I insisted on eating for dinner authentic local cuisine, but instead we ended up at Red Lobster. *sigh* I mean, I suppose the coconut shrimp with pina colada sauce was rather delicious, but still. Chain restaurant, can’t we eat there anytime? And then we scouted out the other chain stuff, like the Target (could you buy a banana there? was it a Super Target? no it was not, sadly, but it did have a Starbucks), and Marshall’s-Ross-Old Navy-and even Sam’s Club? which was mildly shocking. It’s still not clear where in the hell people buy groceries ‘round those parts, other than SuperWalMart and the ever-questionable Food L!on, but I suppose we’ll manage. I mean, obviously. We’ll persevere.
I want the house on the street with the cannon. J.Lo wants the brick two-story. We haven’t seen the inside of anything downtown yet – but we will. And you’ll hear all about it. Because apparently we’re really doing this thing.