It’s a
Saturday. I’ve technically got nothing
planned for today. Tomorrow I plan to
perhaps shave my head and begin the packing process. I’ve got to somehow pack everything I’m going
to be needing into a couple checked bags and one carry-on prior to my flight
early afternoon on Tuesday. I’ve got a
one-way, first-class ticket to Seattle … it comes with two “free” checked bags
and one carry-on. I’m planning on using
all three.
For you see,
things have moved forward a bit since the last chat I had with you. I mentioned the three jobs that I had the
most hope of “going somewhere” and have apparently landed the first. Ends up it’s in Seattle. I, on the other hand, am still in Allen Park –
a smallish suburb downriver from Detroit, Michigan. This is currently scheduled to change in
three days. Although the actual
start-date for this year-long contract I am accepting isn’t quite finalized yet
– we’re currently “targeting” next Friday, the 1st of March although
that could easily slip a bit – I’ve decided to fly out there a few days
early. I’ve booked a room in one of
those extended-stay type hotels – booked it through March 15th,
actually – and I am hoping to use the days before I start work to hopefully
find an apartment or at least begin the process of apartment procurement. Seems like, these days, this process has the
potential to become a bit complicated.
Fingers – crossed.
It’s
becoming more and more apparent that I’ve gone about this moving process wrong. Although flying to Seattle is, by far, the
simplest way to get “me” there; it makes the amount of “stuff” that I can bring
quite limited. The problem is that I
drove here from California last fall with quite a bit more than I can pack into
two checked bags and one carry-on. First
and foremost is the car that I drove – there’s no way they’ll let me check a
car in on my flight! So, the car stays
where she currently is – in storage.
That’s just one more monthly bill I’ll need to keep paying until the
time comes where I will hopefully be able to get the car shipped to me in Seattle. Either that or I’m thinking I could maybe
take a long weekend and fly back to Michigan, load up the car with the other
items I wasn’t able to take on my flight, and drive her back to Seattle
myself. That, of course, would need to
be sometime after winter. Winter, after
all, is why I’m not just making that drive now.
Driving a sports car with speed-rated, sport tires across the north of
this country in the middle of winter just sounds like a stupid thing to attempt
… besides, my mom won’t let me. I’m
going to now need to be renting a car for quite some time … yet another
expense. Oh well, that’s life.
Apart from
the car, I’m also going to be needing to leave my guitars – some other bits of miscellanea
as well, but the guitars seem quite consequential. I suppose they’re actually no big deal since I
haven’t been playing them at all lately due to my fear of making either of my
arms (or both) completely un-usable (I wrote about this a bit earlier). Leaving them behind does seem a bit weird to
me, though.
I don’t know
… it just seems blatantly apparent to me now that I should have just rented a
vehicle and driven to Seattle. Sure,
this wouldn’t have solved the “car” issue; however, it would have allowed me to
bring everything else. Oh well, at least
this way I get to avoid a rather long solo drive just prior to tackling the “life
restart” issues. I suppose that’s
probably good … something tells me that I’ve got some somewhat difficult tasks
that I’m going to need to be solving soon…
Haven’t I already completed this portion of my life?
bis später,
Coriolis
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