Well, Adam and I are working on our list of things that have to happen in order to move to Beaverton. We thought we'd had an apartment all picked out and were trying to negotiate a move in earlier than their posted July 3rd availability. Turns out that July 3rd is when the current tenants lease is up, with cleaning and turn around processing, we couldn't take possession until July 13. Which means that we'll either have to start our apartment search over or "make do" for the two weeks lapsing between when Adam starts work and when we could officially move into our own apartment. Dad's Uncle Jim and Aunt Gail live in Beaverton and have offered to let us stay with them, which would be a huge financial relief, but also brings up questions about whether to pay for another month on the Omaha storage unity and have Mom & Dad help me move everything in July, or have Adam fly back to move everything out next week and get another storage unit in Beaverton. Situations like this frustrate the crap out of me because there are way too many variables. If this happens we should do that; if it's ready this day, we follow that plan; if you stay here, I do the moving..... On and on, way too many options and different plans. While we're both rejoicing that there's a desitination and a vocation in sight, along with the relief comes a whole new spectrum of detritus.
I'm thinking about becoming a nanny. I'd seen one posting on craigslist.com for a summer nanny, two kids ages 6 & 8 who love to do crafts, go to the zoo, swimming, etc. I COULD TOTALLY DO THAT! I'm great with kids, I have a decent driving record, I'm CPR certified (what parent isn't gonna love that?!). Unfortunately, I don't think I'll find anything like that by the time we get out there, no one needs a summer nanny who starts half-way through the summer. But it's a great idea to keep in mind for the future.
Anyway, it's late, and Adam and I are going to enjoy a celebratory blueberry wine that Mom picked up for us in BC. Christian out.