Movin' On

There were some other things that I've wanted to write about, but they have completely shot out one of the holes in my head, so I'll update you on the move.

Felicia and I have pretty much made up.

Both Shusli and I are pretty sore this morning from all the packing stuff and moving stuff around.

Saturday is the big day. We have the U-Haul lined up.

We have gotten rid of a lot of stuff.

My plans are changing. They went from moving right down with her, to staying for two months, to staying for 6 months, to moving down at the end of March. Fed Ex is looking to hire some folks in April, and I'd much rather be down their quickly. As gas rises, and us making at least two trips (probably one each) per month, I'd say it is about the same price for what Fed Ex would pay me as it would be what I make up here.

As Shusli gets her training and experience at being an oncology nurse, I am going to look into my education. Shusli told me that I'd make about the same amount of money being a Fed Ex driver as I would with a two year degree in early childhood development. Sad, but true. Besides, she mentioned, I would have to teach their curriculum or be out of a job rather quickly. This is true as I've heard many stories of teacher who have tried to give reality based educations in this nation only to be fired or pressured to leave. I'd have better chances at warping little minds just talking with folks than with a degree and a job in education.

So, I asked Shusli, half serious, half joking, how long does it take to get a Certified Nurses Aid certificate. She said six weeks. I had to ask her a couple of times because it seemed like it would be longer. So, now possibly getting a CNA certificate is in my future, and if I like it, maybe I'll try to get into the nursing program and be a nurse like my sweetie.

What's funny about the move is I've moved a large amount of boxes into our shed because it gets crowded in the house, but we fill the spaces right back up. We are truly getting close, though. There are lotsa pockets of emptiness. Not empty because we're moving, but empty because we are creating new space for others to enjoy this house. Others, who can hopefully put up with the traffic racket, PIR, the airport, the police and crime activities, etc. It is safe to walk around here even at night and alone, BUT THE NOISE! Oyvay (sp?)!