I'm home! Exhausted, and inexplicably anxious (although that's died down quite a bit in the last ten minutes are so).
The trip was largely uneventful, which = yay but also = boring. My dad flew to Charlotte, rented a U-Haul and drove to Asheville, where we packed up all my crap for about an hour Tuesday night (hour and a half including loading the car onto the tow-y thing) and an hour or so Wednesday morning and we were off. (The whole trip is chronicled in hourly updates on my Twitter page [my mom wanted hourly texts, so I texted Twitter with the same thing I sent her]).
Worst part of the trip was ( cut for TMI )
Best part was last night. We stayed with a college friend of my dad's (my dad dropped out, friend's a laywer now) outside Washington D.C. (outside = it was less than 20 minutes from his apartment to the FDR memorial), Jake. So we showed up and I let the cats stretch their legs a little (they promptly hid behind the stereo cabinet), Jake and my dad got stoned and Jake and I drank. I was kind of having anxiety issues at the beginning, but that went away fast enough. Dad and Jake got stoned listening to Pat Benatar. This is very high on the list of things every child should get to see their father do. Anyway after they got stoned and I had a few drinks we went sightseeing - Dad had moved out of Washington before they built the FDR memorial, so we went there, and the WWII memorial hadn't been built when I was in D.C., so we went there, and neither of us even knew the Einstein memorial existed, so a quick stop there.
Mistake: I had two cups of coffee this morning. I've been so good about avoiding caffeine! And now here I am at 1 am drinking iced coffee on the slippery slope to constant caffeine addiction. YAY.
Anyway. The drive today was interminable. Kitties behaved beautifully both days, though, which made me happy. And they seem happy here; they've been exploring and trying to work up the courage to approach the dog. So. Happy kitties = yay. And I'm still not entirely sure this was the best decision, but we'll see.
The trip was largely uneventful, which = yay but also = boring. My dad flew to Charlotte, rented a U-Haul and drove to Asheville, where we packed up all my crap for about an hour Tuesday night (hour and a half including loading the car onto the tow-y thing) and an hour or so Wednesday morning and we were off. (The whole trip is chronicled in hourly updates on my Twitter page [my mom wanted hourly texts, so I texted Twitter with the same thing I sent her]).
Worst part of the trip was ( cut for TMI )
Best part was last night. We stayed with a college friend of my dad's (my dad dropped out, friend's a laywer now) outside Washington D.C. (outside = it was less than 20 minutes from his apartment to the FDR memorial), Jake. So we showed up and I let the cats stretch their legs a little (they promptly hid behind the stereo cabinet), Jake and my dad got stoned and Jake and I drank. I was kind of having anxiety issues at the beginning, but that went away fast enough. Dad and Jake got stoned listening to Pat Benatar. This is very high on the list of things every child should get to see their father do. Anyway after they got stoned and I had a few drinks we went sightseeing - Dad had moved out of Washington before they built the FDR memorial, so we went there, and the WWII memorial hadn't been built when I was in D.C., so we went there, and neither of us even knew the Einstein memorial existed, so a quick stop there.
Mistake: I had two cups of coffee this morning. I've been so good about avoiding caffeine! And now here I am at 1 am drinking iced coffee on the slippery slope to constant caffeine addiction. YAY.
Anyway. The drive today was interminable. Kitties behaved beautifully both days, though, which made me happy. And they seem happy here; they've been exploring and trying to work up the courage to approach the dog. So. Happy kitties = yay. And I'm still not entirely sure this was the best decision, but we'll see.