Home.

I have arrived, but still haven't made the POD people budge. They still insist they are busy and and can not deliver mine until next Tuesday. The Squatter is leaving, slowly. The house is fairly empty, but the garages and driveway are not. Two windows are broken, and D. and N. rooms need to be repainted or at least fixed up.

Want to reach us? Call my parents house...

Almost there...

Still working hard. Leaving for CT tomorrow, for a week. Squatters seem to be moving out, but I think I screwed up - I called the POD people, and they say they CANNOT get the PODS to my house until next Tuesday. Arghh...I will beg tomorrow.

Prayers...

We should pray for the oldest one. You know that moment of doubt - when work is hard, and you're far from (what was) home. And all alone-ish. And it all sinks in? Yeah, been there over and over lately. But it will pass - and maybe, maybe, he'll have a greater awareness that he's not alone.

We could pray for my squatters - that they leave my house, in a timely manner. And in good shape, so we can reload that house this weekend.

And my DS - that THE Job finally arrives...And then all the changes that that would entail.

And that we would remember to appreciate all of those who are reaching out to help.

One more wasted weekend.

Running down errands, looking for my lost jacket (left on airplane), Schedule the PODS for tentative arrival, and bills.

I arrive Wednesday late afternoon, will look through the house to figure out if we need a Dumpster or a cleaning service. Figured we get the house PODS on the street, hopefully delivered Friday or Saturday, and see if the third POD will fit in the backyard.

Also wondering where the camper will live.

Stupid Motorcycle journey..

Spent fathers day away. Decided to take out the bike to fill at least part of the day. Got it out Saturday, wiring the cigarette lighter - so I can use the Garmin. And today packed the backpack, and set out toward Oshkosh, hoping there'd be a cute town with party boat fishing on Lake Geneva. Forgot how boring riding on the bike on the highway was. Backpack fell out of straps at first light, almost got it run over by a car behind me. Put it on and got on Rt. 45 going north, rode about 1/2 hour (56 miles on the odometer) and the bike caughed twice and stopped. Realized I couldn't push it back to the previous exit. Started walking with my helmet in hand, made it about two miles and a father and son pulled up and drove me to the gas station. The guy was nice, and commented that I must have used up the reserve (duh, I forgot to flip the switch). Got gas, rode back and drove on to Fond du Lac - cute town, drove to a nice park with a mini-train and a merry-go-round. It started raining, so checked with a bait store (no party boats) and rode back to the storage unit. I switched back to the car, and traced the cigarette lighter (scotch-locs hadn't worked) and it blew the in-line fuse and the one in the garmin adapter.

Good Times...Good Times...

Weekend...

1) Office insisted on a department outing, but consultants don't get paid on outings...But it was impressed upon me that as part of our "work/life balance" we should get out and do fun team things. Ironically, then, I didn't earn half a days pay, so I could meet some co-workers, who bugged out to be with their families.

2) Now a weekend in Wisconsin. Hoping my family takes this opportunity to reconnect with Pack #3 at their end of year picnic.

3) Don't know how to thank my parents enough for coming out to pack my house and drive my family home. Happy Fathers Day, Kenny!

Journey's End - for some

They've arrived safely in Torrington. Staying with my in-laws...

Lawyer called as well - spoke to one of the squatters, They told him the house would be empty on the 30th. We will need to gauge the required cleaning, prior to having the PODS delivered. So we seem to be on schedule for my arrival, from 7/1 - 7/7.

Department took the afternoon off, for a road rally and sandwiches. It was nice, talked to a couple of co-workers. Came in last in the scavenger hunt, though.