"Jeerreemmy, Jeerreemmy, Remember I'm helping you now but I'm yours for one third of the year later"As most of you know Lesley and I have been living all over the country for a number of years, from Louisiana, to Arizona, and Colorado and now Mississippi. The moving has, in effect, spread not only us but our meager possessions across the country. In the past few months we have managed to move a chunk from Arizona to Colorado , and Louisiana to Mississippi. This was good because then we had concentrated everything to two locations, Colorado holding the most. One storage unit and my parents house. Thanksgiving, with our paid holiday's from work, would be the perfect opportunity to fly to Colorado and then drive a Penske truck back to our home in Ridgeland, MS. How hard could it be? Besides.... We would get to see all of our family in Colorado if for only a few hours. After work on Wednesday the 21st we drove to Jackson Int. Airport to catch our flight on the busiest travel day of the year, or at least that's what they say. Do to unforeseen events, and foreseen our plane was one hour and fifteen minutes late leaving Jackson. When we did take off at nearly 500 mph, 8 miles per minute, and flying like a little plane probably shouldn't, in fact the flight attendant could barely stand to teach us what to do in case of emergency because the plane was leaving the ground before she could finish. We landed in Dallas and ran to our connection that was suppose to be leaving as we reached the gate. We were reassured by the attendant at the desk that we hadn't missed the flight, and boarded our plane. To our delight we noticed that the plane was sweltering hot and no noise was heard from the engines... Our flight was delayed 50 minutes because the flight crew was not there. Anyhow, we made it to Colorado in the middle of the night so we could get a few winks before loading our truck and hitting the road, In the morning our yellow chariot awaited us.
We got up early and made
our way in the 12 degree air to the little storage unit that has housed most of Lesley's possessions for the better part of three years. We loaded all into the truck and drove back to my folks house to load the rest of my stuff. With the help of Tucker, Jane, and my mom we got everything in and it looked like we had a lot more than I remember. Grandma Miller was in Aurora, as well as my Aunt and Uncle and Cousins. The girls gave us a show and Justin tried to compete with them but didn't quite stand up to the challenge. Thanksgiving went by quick and next thing I knew the alarm was sounding its trumpet of "Get On The Road!" We loaded up the truck, Tucker and I, and the "Blue Dazzler", Lesley and Jane, and sped off down the road in the hope that we would miss the snow.... or not.
We managed to make it about an hour down the road and the snow picked up and our speed slowed down, to about 35. We never did make it out of the bad weather. The first day snow and the second day rain. It rained all the way back to Jackson. We unloaded on Sunday with the help of Jane and Tucker, Thanks Guys,
and finally had everything in one place. We're still unpacking but we can walk through the apartment without zigzagging. Is this the end of the excitement? .... Probably not....but stayed tuned as we try our hand at the deep south. Not to be left for last but the most exciting event was finding out the next monday that Lesley had passed the final part of her CPA. We celebrated of course. I am very proud of her!
