Last year the small software company for which Mr. Interrupted has worked for 13 years was purchased by a large corporate conglomerate. He survived 2 rounds of firings, thank god, and in November they closed the Connecticut office. He has worked from home pretty much all the time, so the closing didn’t affect him much, but when all was said and done, the new company announced that the kind of job he is doing from home (high-level software technical support) would be going away at some point in the future, but that there will be a job for him in the office near Ft. Lauderdale if he wanted to take it. Let that sink in. The job is moving to Florida and that means that we will be too.

I’ll be honest, I didn’t want to go at first. My Totally Awesome Sister is here in Connecticut, and besides, I really like it here. I like the cooler weather and the trees in the fall. I tolerate the winters thanks to all my woolies, and the summers are blessedly short. But, keeping the job is more important than living in a specific place and so we decided that when the time comes, we will go to Florida. And the more I think about it, the more the idea grows on me. Besides, luckily, thankfully, they have air conditioning down there.

Up until a couple of weeks ago, we didn’t know when the move would take place, assuming it would be sometime in the next few months, or maybe even next year. But then word came down that they want him there by June at the earliest, and definitely this summer. Did you hear that, y’all? We’re moving to Florida this summer, and we may be leaving as early as May!

So that’s the big news, big life-changes headed our way. I can’t believe it, and I can’t believe how much there is to do. I am excited and happy and sad and overwhelmed all at the same time. And part of me still can’t believe that this is actually going to happen. You should see how many to-do lists I have going right now. Now if we could just get my airways straightened out, I’d be all set.