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one-way

I purchased one-way plane tickets to Portland today for myself and Molly. I've booked us on the only nonstop flight between DC and Portland. I feel bad about stuffing Molly in her carrier and making her fly cargo. However, given what an awful traveler she is, that's got to be better than making everyone in the cabin miserable with five hours of her nonstop yowling or a six-day cross-country drive. She's going to be miserable no matter what, poor thing. I hope she's strong enough to make the trip.

Tomorrow, there are two going away parties at work for my boss and me. I dread them.

Fiber related: To put on the calendar for next year--the Oregon Flock & Fiber Festival.

shell-shocked

...although not in a completely bad way. It's just that I've reached my limit of being able to assimilate this move.

Yesterday, they came and packed up our offices and lab at work. Today, they are packing my bosses house. Friday is her last day and next Monday is her first day at the new location.

My movers come two weeks from today. I don't know how I'm going to get everything done between now and then.

I got back from Portland on Saturday. It looks like I'm going to be living in one of the apartment complexes I visited on my last trip. That's OK. Right now I just need an address out there. I can always find something better in a year if I have to. What's more important now is getting out there and getting back to work.

There are so many things I've put on hold (including this blog); it's will be nice to start making progress again.

in limbo

ARGH!! Just going a little bit crazy. I am so tired of being stuck between here and there with everything up in the air. Nothing can truly start and nothing can truly end.

This week I go back to Portland again, this time to attend a conference. I'm also going to try and squeeze in more apartment hunting. UGH!!

I am almost completely burnt out on packing, and I'm not yet done. BLAH!!

PPFFFFFT!!

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To maintain the plausibility that this is a knitting blog and not merely a chronicle of my cross-country move, here is a picture of yarn.

All this color is actually in one skein of Blue Moon Fiber Arts Soft Rock 100% Superwash Merino. The colorway is Jewel of the Nile. Usually, I tend to go for muted shades, so this is a real departure for me.

I bought this yarn on my last trip to Portland at a shop downtown called Knit Purl. I'm not usually a yarn tourist, but I going downtown anyway and this shop is right across the street from a train stop.

Now, the reason I was going downtown is because I thought I had already found a place to live. So, instead of spending another day looking at apartments, I rode the train into town and looked around.

Yes, we are back to apartment hunting. I've been thinking about this. What I think upsets me most is not that I missed out on this particular apartment (although it was just about everything I was looking for), but that I was essentially lied to. Cynical as I am, I am still enough of a trusting sap to be surprised when someone intentionally misleads me. I know people are only trying to cover their bases, but I think that's possible without deception.

What I've learned from this: no matter what someone tells you, make sure your own bases are well covered.

I give up

I'm scheduled to go back to Portland next week for a few days. However, I don't think I can stand to search for the apartment anymore.

I'm submitting an application to a place that will probably be acceptable. I have my reservations though.

I'm not looking forward to moving so much now.

it's official

I didn't get it.

On to the next thing.

too good to be true

It looks like my dream apartment will not be mine. I'm disappointed.

I try to be logical and not superstitious, but I can't help but feel that I jinxed it by wanting it too badly.

Maybe it will still come through; however, I think it's time to put Plan B into action.

slightly stressed

I haven't been able to nail down a place to live yet. I'm letting it get to me more than it needs to.

Trying to just chill out. Everything will work out. [repeat as needed].

To help dissipate the tension, I've spent (too) many hours this weekend playing online point 'n' click games. Yay! for a false sense of accomplishment.

goodbye office

It's becoming more real. Today I chose a mover and set a pickup date. 34 days and counting.

I'm not just packing up at home; most of the contents of my office will be going too. Unfortunately, my office furniture won't be coming along. Goodbye beautiful (if messy) workspace designed my me.

I took these pictures a few months ago. It's even more disorganized now that I'm packing up to go.

This is what I look at all day.

Hey, what's that in the lower right corner?

It's a sock! I guess this now qualifies at a knitting post. Har!

ETA: I got the blobby kitty at a Sugarloaf Craft Festival. The artist is Janette Kennedy. She doesn't have a website that I can find; however, there is a listing with contact information on this craft guild site.

2805 miles

the distance between where I am and where I'm going

Yay!

I think I found a place to live. Details to follow.