One Thing After Another

Moving really is overwhelming. So often it feels like you take one step forward and two steps back. I posted last night and set the laptop down without the a/c adapter connected. I woke up this morning to check my email and the computer was acting funny. I called tech support and they told me that basically I needed to reformat my hard drive. That's always great news. Got even better when the reformat failed so tech support (Indian dude named Joe) told me that I'd have to ship it back to the manufacturer so they could take a look. In other words, my hard drive was done. Two laptop hard drives fried in three months. Lookout Apple, the Nolands are coming.

Kristen packed up the dining room today. Between the echos of the hardwood floors and the stacks of boxes by the garage door, it's really starting to hit me. I'm excited about moving on to this new phase of our lives but it's still sad. I've been in this house for almost four years. We've had our battles (oak trees and plumbing) but sometimes its hard to say good bye. I am still absolutely shocked by how much moving away from my parents and sister is affecting me. I have surrendered my man card at least seven times in the last eight days just thinking about things. My wife calls me Susan now which is kind of annoying but dad conditioned me to take it for most of my life.

Tomorrow it continues with lots of items on the checklist including returning the cable modem, taking back library books, etc. All of that in addition to the rest of the packing before finally picking up that big truck that's been haunting my nightmares. The adventure continues...