I mentioned in an earlier blog post that our daughter is moving to New Orleans for a year. My husband and I had gone to New Orleans to find an apartment for her. Now, the time for her move is very near. In fact, the movers will be picking up her furniture tomorrow and driving them out to New Orleans. Unfortunately, since our daughter has another week of work in her old job, that’s where my husband and I come in.
Yesterday was a rather long day, made even longer by the fact that I refused to drive through major cities. Major cities being any towns with more than two exits/entrances on the freeway. (Anyway – that’s the story my husband is sticking with!)
Our son is taking care of our house, which always makes traveling a lot less worrisome for us. We drove to New Orleans, Louisiana (thus the “NOLA”) so that we can meet the movers when they get here on Sunday. There was no way our daughter could be at both sites, since she will have only a weekend off between jobs.
I am writing this from our hotel room. Today we headed over to her apartment, and started the process of getting her somewhat organized before she arrives in town next weekend. Growing up as military dependent and then marrying back into the military, moving is old hat to me.
This is going to be an extremely quick trip because we are planning to visit our daughter in New Orleans several times, and that’s when we will be exploring New Orleans. Plus, it’s almost as hot here as it is in San Antonio at this time of year. Certainly it is not an optimal time to vacation in ether place!