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Well, it’s been a rough couple of weeks, to say the least.

Around the 5th, my and my husband’s supervisor (we work together) offered us a promotion that entailed moving (we live on-site at our job) about 45 minutes north of our then-current location. We took a couple of days to consider and iron out all the details (it was a handsome offer, well worth it, but we still had some concerns) before we finally accepted.

We got 2 days off to pack and prepare for the move, since we would be required to actually start working at our new location several days before our belongings would be transported. We arrived and were checked in on Thursday September 11th; Hurricane Ike arrived in the middle of the night on Friday September 12th.

It’s been a whirlwind, literally and figuratively. Just this past Tuesday we were able to go back to our previous property and get our household belongings, although we‘re not able to move in yet. Ike threw off everyone’s schedules, and the out-going managers at our new property have not yet been able to move since their new property doesn’t have electricity.

So now all of our worldly possessions are locked in a 26 ft. U-Haul truck that is sitting outside of the corporate apartment we‘re living in indefinitely.  

But I’m not complaining! We have electricity, phones, water, gas in our car and internet on our computer. We‘re just moving at a different pace for a while while we get everything sorted out.

Yesterday I got a bit carried away over on my personal blog in regards to FEMA and their lack of attention to the dire situations here in southeast Texas. Several folks have reminded me that FEMA is the government and (right or wrong) I expect too much.

I’m doing my best to get caught up with the wonderful posts here at Fab40 and clearing out the emotional hangover this entire situation has given me. I’m starting my days by counting my blessings and then devoting my energies to improving what I can.  

I’m still having my moments, but it’s getting better bit by bit.


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