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Long story long... it was a tremendous challenge for us to get to where we are. Virtually everything that could go wrong, did. But virtually everything that could go disastrously wrong went okay for us, so there's that at least.
Well, a lot has happened. Actually,
since I last posted anything about our lives, a whole lifetime has
happened, it seems like. Technically, the last time I posted anything
about our life was back in January, when I laid out our plans for
2014. It's now... nearly 10 months later.
Long story short – We moved out of
Maine, are living in the Rosewood House and are starting to get
things on track for the holidays and get our family in gear for life.
Long story long... it was a tremendous challenge for us to get to where we are. Virtually everything that could go wrong, did. But virtually everything that could go disastrously wrong went okay for us, so there's that at least.
After a lot of work and research, we
decided that the best thing we could do to get our family moved back
to Idaho was to get Linz and the kids out there with the Element and
most of our stuff, then I would fly back to Maine, do some home
improvement stuff, sell the trailer and drive to Idaho in the Fit.
The first part went pretty smooth,
though we ended up not leaving the state until later in the year than
planned. The drive was nice, though long. Hating the idea of a week
of interminable driving on interstates, we cut south and took Highway
50 most of the way, through West Virginia, the Midwest, over the
mountains in Colorado and up through Utah to Idaho. If you are
planning a trip cross country, I very highly recommend this route if
you have the time. It takes an extra day or two, but it is so much
more relaxed and has more character in fifty miles than 500 miles of
interstate travel. We ate BBQ, wandered remote campsites and
generally enjoyed ourselves as much as possible considering how much
was left looming over our heads.
As for our stuff? That's a whole
'nother blog, my friends. We shipped it using Uhaul's U-Box service,
where you load the box, they load it on a truck and deliver it to
your nearest U-Haul. Something that, while slightly more expensive
than towing a trailer is more than compensated for in convenience and
gas money. Or it would have been if u-Haul hadn't lost our box, been
unable to provide even a semblance of customer service on any end of
the ordeal and finally delivered our shop products and house a week
or so later. Ugh.
But we had our stuff, in a big pile in
the in-law's garage, Linz and the kids were firmly installed in their
basement, my mom was working on moving out and I flew back to Maine.
Despite taking pretty good care of the trailer, it was a trailer all
the same. Things degrade so fast in a mobile home and after a few
years, there was a surprising amount of little things that needed
repaired. Soft spots on floors, re-painting, replacing some damaged
linoleum. At the same time, we ran our shops from two parts of the
country.
If you ever have the opportunity to live 3,000 miles from your family in a super isolated location with no friends and try to run a shop from there and out in the other location at the same time, while dealing with money woes and home improvement, politely decline. It was terrible. I'm not planning on reliving it here, but suffice it to say that I experienced some of the darkest times and lowest creative ebbs of my life in that trailer.
If you ever have the opportunity to live 3,000 miles from your family in a super isolated location with no friends and try to run a shop from there and out in the other location at the same time, while dealing with money woes and home improvement, politely decline. It was terrible. I'm not planning on reliving it here, but suffice it to say that I experienced some of the darkest times and lowest creative ebbs of my life in that trailer.
Eventually, repairs complete and plans
made, we convinced the lawnlords to buy our trailer where it was, so
that they could rent it out and I wouldn't have to find someone to
move it. The deal was not perfect, we'd end up owing an additional
$2k on the trailer and we had to wait for the bank. Which, it seems,
in Maine consists of conceiving and raising a person from birth to
then sign the loan papers. It took forever. The whole time, I stewed
in a nearly empty house, sleeping on a mattress on the floor, unsure
of when I could actually leave.
The news of an approval finally came a
scant hour before the bank closed in the middle of July. I'd already
had my car loaded with the last of my gear, save a few essentials. As
soon as I got the call, I hopped in the car, drove to town, signed
over the trailer and left the state of Maine. Possibly forever.
The drive to Idaho wasn't quite as fun
this time, despite taking the same general route. I was in a smaller
car that wasn't quite as fun to drive for long distances and more
vitally, it was stuffed FULL. It was so loaded that at one point I
actually had to unload it and eliminate some heavier items because
the body was dragging too close to the tires for safety. I could
slightly recline my seat if nothing shifted, but sleeping was next to
impossible and there were no funds for motel rooms. I pretty much
loaded up audio books and podcasts and drove non-stop.
Once I got back to Pocatello, things
started moving at warp speed. We helped finish moving my mom and
brother out of the Rosewood House, threw our stuff in and started
getting our poor neglected shop back up and running. Earlier in the
year we had started attending comic cons and we wanted to continue
that and Christmas would be here sooner than imaginable.
But we were back in our house. For the
first time in a long time, possibly ever, we were living in a place
that we planned to intentionally live for the next 5-10 years of our
lives. No crazy plans running constantly about leaving, no half
unpacked rooms in prep for a motel, none of that.
The house needs a lot of work.
Foundation work, new roof, deep cleaning, new floor coverings, yard
work galore, but it's our home. For better or worse, and we plan to
make it better.
And I know I've said this before, but
I'm hoping to start updating this blog regularly with our adventures
again. I'm likely re-directing most of our other blogs to this one
and condensing all of my interests here at the ROUS Motel. It might
make for a more eclectic page, but it should be a livelier one too.