Leaving on a Jet Plane

All our boxes are packed and it’s time to go,

I’m standing here in our almost not home,

I hate to tell you this, but they’re talking of snow.

I have known the song Leaving On  a Jet Plane by Simon and Garfunkel since I was 9.  If the shoe fits, I will wear it.

SpecialK has been our master packer.  Today is his last day in the role, then the professionals will take over.  We packed the non fragile stuff, they will pack the fragile stuff.  On Wednesday , they load the truck, and that night we board a plane.  We wake up Thursday morning on the “right” coast.  When our belongings arrive, I will become the ‘master unpacker’.

We will miss Kate and Devin, and Sprouts.  At least Kate and Devin will fly east to visit, but I dare you Sprouts!

The weather, although crazier than a $3 bill, has been interesting, and mostly warm.  The traffic jams, they’re a hot mess.  The facade of Hollywood is real.

In 60 hours, our time here comes to an end.  We are still Two From Natick, and we are heading back somewhere where people will understand that.

Next stop, an extended stay hotel.  See you there?

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