Greetings from Maryland, y’all.

Pardon the cell phone picture.

We’re here!

After what seemed like years, (actually about 17-18 hours) we finally arrived Saturday afternoon. We’re almost unpacked and settling into our new home. I am in love with our new house and simply can not wait to begin the REAL decorating.

Maryland is nice for what I have seen so far. I already know how to get to Target and back without my GPS =)

We are next to the bay so, there will be lots of sitting on the deck to be had. With a wine spritzer, of course.

I did have a job interview this morning. While I am looking forward to returning to work, the firm I interviewed with was not for me. I will have to continue searching for a job.

I do believe I am going to write a book for small town people moving to a big city. About interstate driving. See, I’ve never driven on an interstate except when traveling long distances. This whole exit lane only, left exit lane, 3 & 4 lanes thing is new to me and I about got run over this morning. I know the speed limit says 55 but, I thought I was right smack dab in Talladega.

I went to tour a daycare and was leaving. Their parking lot was big (and full) so I didn’t see the “exit”. The “entrance” was wide enough for two cars and their were no signs so, I went out the way I thought I was supposed to. Big mistake. This woman coming into the daycare flipped the frick out on me and was yelling…and gave me the bird. WTF?

Since I arrived so early for my interview, I went to Chik-fil-a for breakfast (my all time favorite). They did NOT have my chicken biscuit n gravy! I was given nasty chunks of “sausage” and watery mess these people think is gravy. But, their sweet tea was good. So, God bless you Chik-fil-a.

And, to top it all off I went to a liquor store Saturday afternoon. They don’t sell beer & wine in their grocery stores. I get in there, grab my items and stand in line. When I get to the cashier, they swipe my ID through a machine and it was DECLINED! My ID was delcined! Uhh – wtf? How does an ID get declined!? The gentleman behind the register said that “they had gotten into trouble” and had to swipe everyone’s ID. I still have no clue why my ID was declined, he couldn’t give me a reason. It’s not expired. They wouldn’t let me buy the beer so, I had to leave it at the counter and leave. Talk about freakin’ embarassing.

We still lack a proper internet connection so, it may be a few days before I am back. But, when I do return, I’ll have tons of pictures.

Goodbye for now

We’re going to turn off our internet and cable today.

I will see y’all in Maryland!

I wouldn’t want to hear me whine either.

I haven’t been up for much blogging. I’m just in a baaaad mood as of late. It wouldn’t be any fun to read anything from me right now.

The house is a complete and utter disaster. We can barely navigate through the halls without stepping over things. I understand this is all a process of moving but, I can not make the OCD wench in me understand.

DH has been working really late and has turned our living room into his home office.

I keep telling myself that if I can keep myself busy, things will be okay. I’ve been doing laundry, picking things up, and window shopping during the day.

Leaving our friends and family is slowly becoming a reality, too.

And, this will be the very first year in the history of my life that I have missed the awesome-ness that is the National Peanut Festival. Oh yes.

Oh my goodness – I am feeling stabby.

Happy Anniversary

Exactly one year ago from today, Kyle and I tied the knot. It doesn’t feel like it’s been an entire year, just as everything else – it’s going by too fast.

Happy Anniversary to the man who has stood by my side and held my hand through good times and bad. He’s stood by me when no one else would. I will spend the rest of my life making up to him what he’s given to me in one year.

My heart is breaking today

If you know me from The Bump or in real life, you should know how much I love our family pet, Major. Kyle and I adopted Major 2 years ago, right before Christmas.  He’s a 2 year old German Shepard that has grown into a wonderful dog (he was hell on wheels as a pup).

We’ve been very blessed to have Major love Dillon so much. Major’s sleeping spot is right outside of Dillon’s door and he’s very protective of Dillon. As D has gotten older and more active, Major has become his favorite jungle gym.

It breaks my heart to have to tell you that we are having to rehome him. We were unable to find a house in Maryland that accepted a dog, let alone a “vicious” German Shepard.

I go back and forth between being angry and sad, it flat out sucks hardcore. I’m angry because we didn’t have enough time. I’m angry with insurance companies and breed restrictions. I understand that the GSD breed is an “agressive” breed but, I fully believe it’s the owner and not the dog.

And, let me say..I have met many asshole poodles in my life.

I grew up with GSDs and I wouldn’t expect any less for Dillon. Pets teach children responsibility and unconditional love.  Now, I’m growing weepy.

When you adopt a pet, you adopt him for life. Pets are not something you just throw away when you get tired of them. Pets become a part of your family and you couldn’t imagine a life without so much laughter without them.

I just know that there is going to be a very big hole in our hearts when we have to part ways with him. A hole that will be very hard to fill.

Daycare woes

I thought finding a daycare in south Alabama was hard? Oh no, no no. Finding a daycare in Maryland is straight up panic inducing.

We were very lucky with our first daycare experience, even though Dillon stayed sick. We found it pretty easily, had no wait list, and they took wonderful care of Dillon.

It’s hard moving to an area that you know nothing about -it’s harder when you don’t know a single soul in that area. Since, I have yet to find a job, I’m not even sure where I should be looking for a daycare at.

I called the daycares close to were we will be living to get a general idea of the cost and how they run the show up there.  I learned that daycare will run us anywhere from $275 to $337 a week shutthefrontdoor. 95% of the daycares I called, had wait lists running through the end of the year. The other 2% of daycares do not enroll children under 18 months.  So, what the heck do I do?

I’m worried about finding a job and not finding a daycare. Or..finding a daycare but, not finding a job.  It’s not supposed to be this hard, right?

Moving On Up

Alot of things have changed since my last post over at The Autry Family on Blogger.

1 – We’re moving to the East Coast

2 – I’ve switched to wordpress

3 – I’m going back to work after being a SAHM for several months.

The East coast? I know..I had a WTF face, too. A week prior to our scheduled departure from Alabama to Indiana, Kyle’s company threw a wrench into our plans. They needed him to come to Ft. Meade to work. And, so the story goes.

We just got back a few days ago from house hunting, unfortunately..we are renting again but, the house we chose is gorgeous and it sits on the bay. We’ll be in a small town outside Baltimore in a private neighborhood of townhouses. Our new home features a finished basement (aka the man cave aka the computer room aka the scrapbook room) 3 bedroom and 3.5 baths. The front bay window has a view overlooking the..bay! Our deck also has a view of the water.

I’m really excited to get the eff out of where we live now and into this new home.

I’ve switched from blogger to wordpress! I’m moving up in the blogosphere. I don’t have a real reason, I guess. I just wanted to do it. I guess that’s reason enough, right?

Well, because we are moving to Maryland and our rent is TRIPLING, I’ve decided to go back to work. Y’all, it wouldn’t do for me to not work..shopping is serious business up there. I have a job interview scheduled for October 11th, I took the “skills” test yesterday (the job is temp to perm) and didn’t do well. I can’t believe how much you forget when you leave the workforce and interact with a toddler all day. I certainly hope they don’t hold that against me. Plus, the damned thing was timed and I don’t do well with those things at all.

So. Here I am. Here we are.  I hope you follow me on this new and crazy adventure.