Archive for December 7th, 2009

Jumping Hoops

Monday, December 7th, 2009

So annoying trying to find internet access. Tried one library, but I have to have a library card. Tried another, but it refused to connect to my e-mail server.

So, check the ads in the local paper and discover Walmart has a ridiculously cheap USB Wi-Fi Adapter. So we picked it up and now I can use my own computer again off the hotel’s complimentary hotspot.

Anyway, to sum what’s going on up: Delays, delays, delays. Oh, and did I mention delays?

Delay #1: Snow Thursday Night / Friday. Lots of it. Craig and I made who knows how many trips using his friend’s truck to the storage unit. I’m shocked that neither of us has any cold damage to our hands or feet.

Delay #2: Nightfall. Craig and I worked hard all day on Friday until we couldn’t see anymore. So, we finally called it a night and we picked it up bright and very early on Saturday. After spending all day in the cold, we all head off to go relax someplace warm.

Delay #3: Landlord on Sunday. We winterized the trailer as best we can and call the landlord to let him know we were leaving. What are we going to do about X, Y, and Z. Can’t really do anything on Sunday, can’t call the necessary powers to find out what’s going on. So night 2 in the hotel.

Delay #3: Red Tape. We called everyone we needed to call, but the message is basically the same. “Let me work on this and get back to you tomorrow.”

So, back in a hotel for the third night in a row. *grumble* I was only counting on 4 hotels on the entire trip down, not before we can even leave town! Plus, we have another winter storm coming in Tuesday night. Really hoping we can get out of here before it arrives.

Anyway, my whining aside I have never been so proud of Luna, Echo, and Kaze. Somehow they’re all very good travelers and they’ve been taking the hotels in stride.

Bit of a strange note: We keep running into people who were good friends of ours, but we haven’t seen or spoken to in years. Nothing strange about any of the stores we’ve visited or anything. Its like these people are being put in our path so we can say goodbye. It’s crazy.

Something amusing… caught Aunt Karla in a lie. Several months ago, she attacked us because her dog had died. Funny thing. The dog is very much alive. No major newsflash there, just something my mom realized only in retrospect after my aunt bit her head off.