This sign made my day!

There are two companies in the area that put random sayings on their signs. I didn't have a camera on me to take a pic of my favorite so far. It read "My boss told me to change this sign so I did"

This one just made my day!

Forgot to mention

In that last post I neglected to point out I do NOT live in a rural area. I live in the downtown area of a rather large town (not quite a city but close). For those of you who can understand the reference, the area I live in is far more city like than anywhere on Cape Cod. It's sort of a mix between Plymouth and Quincy.

This makes my brain cramp a little bit more.

Ouch!

That just hurt my brain.

Yesterday I spotted an ad in the paper for two air conditioners. I called the number, got voice mail, and left a message.

It appears I got the number wrong. The 'wrong number' person called the paper, gave them my name and number, and let them know I was looking for air conditioners.

This morning I received a phone call from a woman who works in the classified department of the paper. She wanted to let me know I had the number wrong, and she would help me find air conditioners.

I am definitely NOT in New England anymore.

Finally

It was loaded with unexpected twists and turns, but the move is complete. I do not feel like I've moved 650 miles away. I feel perfectly comfortable here.

The unpacking process is underway. My phone, cable, and internet are up and running. The kid, dog, ferrets, and snake are all settling in quite nicely.

The only thing really catching me off guard is how at home I feel here. I believe when I start hunting for a house to purchase I will begin by looking further into the hills (I'm in a small city valley now). My mother made a joke that next thing ya know I'll be buying a goat. I think that's a swell goal... not to actually buy the goat, but buy a house where I could have a goat if the mood struck me.

As everyone who needs to be told in person (or at least with a personal email) has been told, I can now publicly announce I'm moving about 650 miles away from home to south western PA.

It's a big move. I'm leaving the only place I've ever called home (Cape Cod). I know I should be nervous or scared or something, but I'm not. I'm excited (and so is my son).

There is a bunch of reasons for the move, but two stand out more than the rest. The biggest reason - I like the people down there. Every cashier, waitress, and stranger is so nice that it was shocking to someone like me who is accustom to the unfriendly New England attitude. The other reason - money. I'm tired of struggling to barely survive on this overpriced over crowded peninsula.

I have adopted family down there that are all unbelievably wonderful to me and just plan nice to be around. I also have two friends (also with adopted family ties) that are both considerate, supportive, helpful, and great to just be around.

It just "feels right" when I'm down there.

So, I'm loading up the kid, pets, and stuff and heading off on a new adventure.

I'll miss a lot of things. I'll miss seeing familiar faces every time I leave the house. There are fellow Cape Codders I know I will never see again. That makes me sad. I know I'll miss the water (ocean). While I was down there a couple weeks ago I missed the water at least a dozen times.

More than anything else, I'll miss being close enough to my sister to visit on a regular basis. My sister, her husband, and her children are by far my favorite people on the planet. Not being near them is going to hurt everyday.

Even though there will be people and places I'll miss, I will not miss my over all life on Cape Cod. I do believe I can honestly say "it's a beautiful place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there."