The temps are below freezing, and a nice hot latte at Panera is almost $0.50 more, but they still have the free WiFi, and I still have no internet (or TV) at home. The cable guy is supposed to come this morning (with the two time zones difference, it feels kind of earlier than it is), but we've all waited for the cable guy at some points in our lives. Literally. Metaphorically. Figuratively. Proverbially. All that stuff.
So far, it seems that being in the Buckle of the Bible Belt is noticeable but not completely over the top just yet - just lots of bumper stickers about who real men love (Jesus) and what they don't look at (porn). Apparently I'm not a real man. I can be OK with that.
One of my cats has been driven nuts by the road trip to the point of growling whenever anyone even walks past her (yes, the one who peed on my bedding, clothes, etc. in previous posts). Overall, though, they seem to be doing OK. Plants, too. 4 herbs and 1 unknown type. This means I kept lots of living things alive on the trip. Cool bonus.
I am loving having Walmarts (there were none closer than 45 minutes from my old place) and Targets that are 24 hours (I think Target is, anyway, maybe not?) and that also have grocery sections right inside them. I've already been shopping a couple times for random stuff at the apartment, but I still need toilet paper. And 8 million other little things. Our furniture will be here in a week. I packed with us the shower curtain but not the damn rings, which are on the moving van. Do I buy some? Or do we stick with baths instead of showers? Gah. 8 million of these internal conversations about what to buy or not.
Even if the new apartment is far more ghetto than any place I've lived in a whole lotta years, it's home and has some nice qualities and some quirky qualities that I'm sure will be the stuff of happy memories of where we began our new lives. Together. I have to pinch myself (ouch) to remember that we are not just visiting, that the apartness is over. Mmmmm *insert dreamy googly eyed look*
Gotta run so that I don't miss the cable guy because the no internet thing has been kind of brutal. Thank you to all who kept reading and commenting and following along on the GPS and Twitter (I could send from my phone but not log in to read from Tom's iPhone - oh, and now I totally need an iPhone). I will be back over to visit y'all, hopefully tomorrow if not sooner.
Oooh, yes, and there will be bucket loads of pictures. I've not yet had a chance to pull them off of our cameras, but we took so many on the beautiful drive. Oh, and of when we met fellow blogger Stan at the In-N-Out burger in Bakersfield, CA where he taught me about animal style. As a way of ordering fries or a burger. For serious. Was yummy.
K, going, really. Gotta.