Long Overdue Update

I’ve had a good excuse for not updating in a while: Work has been crushingly busy, and Jay and I have spent what free time we have had working on getting our house ready to sell. I’m writing this while waiting for the final word that the annual budget is ready for our Board, and will leave work to go home to a completely clean house and reasonably well-tended yard. 

Things seem to be progressing well on the Chestertown end of the transition: We received word from our mortgage broker that the appraisal on our new house went well, so I think we are beyond all of the major hurdles we should encounter on the way to home ownership. Of course, there will be a hiccup or two prior to closing – there always is – but things seem to be going even better than expected.

We still have the small matter of selling our Charlottesville house, but I’m reasonably confident that won’t be too hard: The market is good, and our house is quite remarkable as well as affordable. Fingers crossed.

No, it’s pretty much a matter of packing and moving, well, and seeing the graduation of Jay’s son, emptying an apartment, closing out work in my current job, teaching a class, figuring out what Jay is going to do, saying goodbye to friends, and a million other things.

All of which can wait until tomorrow. 🙂

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The Problem

Should you ever decide to quit a job, and, further, decide to give three months’ notice: DON’T. I could share many of the reasons why I would advise against such a thing (e.g., initial, heart-felt good-byes followed by 2.5 months of awkward silences; wallet-draining ongoing good-bye events; and the burn-out of explaining for the nx10^mth time what what you are doing is a good idea), but I will focus on the most pernicious, which I can only describe in horror-film terms: Imagine a zombie in place of the near-life creature Dr. Frankenstein is trying to reanimate in order to save the world.

Yes, I am at once, dead, constantly prodded to life, and indispensable.

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Moving Forward

Much has passed since I last posted. I resigned, and the world did not end. In fact, it’s gotten a lot more enjoyable. Jay and I visited Chestertown last weekend and made an offer on a house that was accepted last evening. We’re putting our house on the market in a week or so, and are starting to plan out the last ten (!!) weeks before I start in my new job.

There is a lot to do, much of which is not entirely pleasant, but I can now say that that moment that I wrote about in my last post isn’t six months away; it’s more like 11 weeks away, when Jay and I wake up in our new house in Chestertown, when we walk the dogs down by the river and in town before I walk the short distance to my job at Washington College.

It will definitely be worth everything it took to get us there.