Yesterday I requested time off for this move...once later this month to fly out with Mark (and leave him there) and once in October, a longer visit to try to find a place to live. And to get into the mountains for a hike and see what this place is all about. It's not easy to take time off during the school year, but then again, it's not easy to leave halfway through the school year either. In an ideal world, our move would be happening in June, after this year is over. But I feel better knowing that we're putting a solid transition plan into place for the leadership in the school, and that I'll leave all the work I've done in very good hands.
Mark is investigating out how to ship our motorcycle out to Boulder. He learned that there's a vast infrastructure devoted to moving stuff back and forth across the country via truck...it's a broker-type system with a central booking set-up that arranges for a driver who's going to be in our area and is going to Colorado, to come pick up the bike. Hmmm. So how do you know that the driver won't just...drive off with the bike, never to be heard from again? And they want a credit card number on file? Hmmmm. More investigation is needed it seems. But the Harley is in the shop for its 10,000 mile tune-up, getting ready for some autumn rides through the mountains and canyons. That's exciting.
So what Mark's decided he needs to have to live without me for 4 months is his Harley, his road bike, running gear, his Stratocaster and some clothes. Sounds like the making of a man-cave to me. A man cave in the Homewood suites. Well, that takes the edge off the man cave image. A man should have his gear, period.
We're going to try to make contact with a realtor today and see about putting the condo on the market.
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