Category Archives: Seattle, Washington

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Home Sweet Home

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We got our place, for certain. It all worked out great. It’s so exciting to be getting all this taken care of, to make progress, as slow as it has been, and get ready to go. I’ve been making more lists than I imagined, Austin things to do before I go, people to see, what clothes to pack, where we’ve put things, addresses to change…I’m sure I’m forgetting so much, we haven’t moved in three years.

This is the place:

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This is the view, there’s a rooftop lounge-y area, of course it’s cloudy, but you can make out the Space Needle, and mountains behind that when it’s clear:

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Here’s our place, small, but fully furnished and everything:

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We leave in two weeks, and will spend a weekend in Denver on our way up to spend time with my old college roommate, SB. I can’t wait!

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Astute Readers

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Truth be told, I wasn’t really scared to move, just wondering how two people with stay at home ‘jobs’ would meet new people. The recent deluge of mail and phone calls has let me know that there will, indeed, not be a weekend over the next six months where we will not have a visitor, so that won’t matter.

I’m calling shenanigans. People always say they will come and visit, but then make up excuses and no show. I, on the other hand, will be driving through Denver to see my bestest buddy, for sure. And there’s this one little lady I have a feeling will make it up there, because, crap, this is a great lineup for a music festival:

Sasquatch Festival

And jeez, how could you NOT go to something named the Sasquatch Festival? Not much can beat Austin City Limits Festival, but LOOK AT THIS VIEW:

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Starting Already

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It should come as no surprise that as I get closer to moving, there are going to be things I get to hear about and become really sad that I won’t be able to do. KLRU has an Engaging Speaker series that will be featuring Anne Lamott in May. That one really got me, she’s someone I’ve always wanted to see speak.

People are already reminding me of all the fun things they themselves will be doing that I won’t be around for; the summer weather and the boating, the going to Zilker, the cookouts, the Mexican food.

In order to get over missing the old, we bought a guide book to Seattle to get us excited about the new. I’m already comparing it to New Zealand, and getting excited about the hiking, biking, and camping we’ll get to do. There’s the ferries, the islands, Canada, a mention of how close we would be to CHINA, the parks, the water, I want to travel the entire state and beyond. It seems to go without saying that a new adventure should win over a place you’ve lived forever, but Austin is, I think, one of the best cities in the US and it will be hard to leave, despite the excitement of Seattle.

My favorite person in the universe, my grandmother, all the way off in CT, and a woman who has been through more surgeries and new hips than anyone ever and is now a breast cancer SURVIVOR, has already let me know that when she comes she wants to go to Victoria. Ma’am. So there’s a lot to look forward to. Quit telling me how miserable I’ll be without you and 6th St. and margaritas. I’m hitting the Pacific Northwest.


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Let’s Get Packing

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One summer, I think when I was a sophomore at UT, I threw everything I had in a storage unit and moved to Wimberley to stay with an Aunt. By the end of that summer, thinking things were going to be fine, I moved into a new place, with a new roommate, and took my chances. Despite it feeling a little like Christmas to have my most treasured possessions returned to me – books and posters, I was in college – things from that point on went horribly, horribly wrong.

Now, facing a similar situation, but at a different stage in my life, I keep having flashbacks. We’ve almost moved all the junk in our garage and things we don’t need out of our place already. We’ve opted for a fully furnished type place in Seattle, so we’re not even taking the art on the walls. I have a lot of “those” things, that writers and comedians alike joke about – I’ll see you next time I move. Packing photos and furniture away is strange. MK keeps having to convince me the place won’t burn down. But more than that, history repeats itself. What if we get up there and MK decides he’s bi-polar, lies, cheats, steals, and goes off the deep end and escapes in a stolen car like that horrible roommate?

Well, maybe I’m overreacting slightly, but I can’t get over how that messed with my head back then. I used to never second guess anyone, or worry about anything. Now this life change has me getting nervous. I don’t like it. I’ll be fine when we get up there, it’s this next month that’s going to take some medication to get through.