the perspective of a military family . . . the narcissism of a blog
From the monthly archives:
I am sitting on the floor checking my email at 7am waiting for the movers to come this morning. Elysia is at work, my daughter is asleep but I will probably have to wake her when they want to take the bed.
We have about ten days to go. Car needs to be detailed before storage to [...]
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I have been clearing clutter from the house for the past few months. Things that we do not need to ship halfway around the world. Clothing to charity, odds and ends to Freecyclers, an “Ithaca is Gorges” mug to a Cornell alum at work.
We even had 80 pounds of food that went to the local [...]
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On Thursday the next moving company came to pack all of our things that will travel the world by ship, hopefully reaching us within two to four months.
Technically, Elysia suspects everything will cross the country by ground before being loaded aboard a ship.
I have heard a few horror stories but they seem few and far [...]
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The movers just finished Day 3 of packing up everything. Tomorrow it all leaves. No sooner had they left, an Islamic call to prayer started to hauntingly emanate from one of the dozens of boxes.
When Elysia was in Bahrain I asked her to buy several mosque alarm clocks. As advertised online, they are ‘really loud.’ [...]
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Just in time for our move, the local government is debating whether to allow cash payments for living organ donors. It is nice to know that I could always raise some quick cash to pay off the credit card bill.
To a desperate foreign worker, even a reimbursement . . . would be attractive compared to going [...]
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