Sunday, July 31, 2016

Off We Go

In just a couple of hours, the Family Blackrock will be in the minivan and off to a place that is not Blackrock, but will be our new home.

It's about a five-hour drive. I'm not looking forward to the long drive for obvious reasons that I can spell out for you if want me to: Cubby, Charlie, and Jack.

Earplugs might be a good idea.


We're meeting our landlady at our furnished rental house so she can give us the keys, show me around, and make sure we're not a pack of feral animals that's going to destroy her home and its furnishings. A. is the only one of the family she's met so far. It's going to be my job, apparently, to reassure her that only three-fifths of us are feral, and that I have control over those rogue elements of the family that might, say, kick a hole in the wall above the bed (Charlie).

Obviously, any impression of control I might give is illusory, but I'm still dressing the kids in collared shirts and khakis, because I can at least make an effort to make a good first impression.

Honestly, though, I'll be happy if they're not shrieking hysterically when we all pile out of the van after the long drive.

Catch you on the other side, my lovelies.


Anna said...

Looking forward to tales of adventures in your new home!

Anonymous said...

Just a short period of semi-control will suffice. Good luck! So excited for the new digs.

Anonymous said...

Have a safe trip! Mary in MN

tu mere said...

Apparently your dog will arrive later. May be all the newness of the scenery and destination will do the trick - or at least we can hope. My wish is for at least a halfway good nights sleep in the new digs. I'm sure A. has done his best with the sleeping arrangements.