Touchdown! Oooofff!

Any landing that you can walk away from is a good one! The same can be said about moving - yup, yours truly has arrived safe and somewhat sound in the Chicago area... It was not fun, to say the least; all that they say about your possessions owning you? Yeah, its true... Anyhow, the rent-a-Falcon got loaded on Monday (in record time), drove all night (just me and the other long-haul truckers - the Brotherhood of the Road, man!), got to the Chicago area early Tuesday morning, unloaded the beast, turned it in, then collapsed in a dirty, dishevelled heap (Holy Logistics, the salt rings on my t-shirt coalesced into an image not unlike the one on the Shroud of Turin - it was uncanny!). Many thanks to the Sherpas of E-Town for their support! Now, I'm waist deep in stuff, looking for marked boxes that have the mission critical items (where is that electric kettle so that we can make some coffee?). Socks do not match, key stuff is on the lam, and I am not certain that I want to move again before, oh, let's say... 2112? Another Life, indeed! On a positive note: the neighborhood is nice, and there is heaps of stuff to see and do (much more than semi-rural North central Kentucky).







In other (non-moving themed) news, I had a job interview today(!)... Fast enough for you? Actually, even I am shocked by the rapid turn of events. Watch out - I'm on a mission to break that Kessel Run record... (yeah, whatever, Solo).