Ever hear about "the first day of the rest of your life?"
In less than 8 hours, I'll be starting up my car and leaving my driveway for the last time.
In the last week, I've been making preparations to get out of my New York address and move halfway across the country. I'm not looking forward to the long drive, but it will be worth it in the end.
It'd better be... I just cut six years and fourteen inches worth of hair off my head to accept this job. I haven't even brought myself up to taking a picture of my new look... Though, I admit, it's a little freeing being rid of something as high-maintenance as dreadlocks for a while. I think I'll grow them again when I'm in a position that'll allow me to grow them as long as I want. Or, I'll just superglue back to my head the hair that's now residing in a bag in my trunk.
I think what will probably be the most annoying thing about the trip will be finding hotels to stay in on the way. I wish I knew more people in the states I'd be passing through... people willing to put me up for the night. So far, I'm going to be lucky enough to stop and rest in Trumann, Arkansas, and hopefully add another LC member to my road trip folder.
The more observant of you will notice that my profile now reads that my zip code has changed from 11429 (Queens Village, NY) to 75025 (Plano, TX).
As an aside... What do you do when the cable guy who made you stay home between 8 am and 12 pm to wait for him decides to fall asleep in front of your house with the engine running? What if he notes on your account that you weren't home and that's why the tasked with which he was assigned wasn't performed?
You take a picture, of course. This guy's probably going to get fired... but I'll be damned if I'm paying for intermittent internet connectivity beyond the day he was scheduled to be here. Granted, I won't be here when they send the person back, but the rest of my house needs to use internet, too...
That's me, being stupid, thinking of others again.
