Hellchick

Here we are, our new home sweet home -- Madison, Wisconsin. We spent three and a half days in the pick-up truck with two cats driving across country, and it actually went really well. Sam and Pico were so good - we put the carriers in the back seat (it's a crew cab truck) and once we got out on the road we opened the carrier doors so they could walk out. I monitored them to be sure they didn't suddenly fly up into the front seat and attack Len, the driver, with white-hot feline fury. But I didn't have to -- after the initial thirty minutes or so of howling and complaining, they both settled down and took turns sleeping next to each other either in the carriers or on the seat between them. Each morning, though, it became progressively harder for them to settle down. They were clearly getting as antsy as we were to get this driving crap out of the way.

But now we're all settling into our new rented townhouse, as much as we can without our furniture, which arrives tomorrow. We've spent a week living like squatters in the place, and I'm sure the neighbors are beginning to wonder why they see cats and people in the windows but no things.

Work is great -- any nervousness I had about starting this new job has completely gone away. The people are fun and great to work with, and I'm enjoying what I'm doing. I'm especially enjoying the fact that I have a job with more concrete goals: "make this."

Pictures will come soon, as a few people have been asking me to take some of our new place. Also, apparently there may be snow tomorrow night. Brr.