(This post is a bit behind due to writer's block and being overwhelmed)
It's been around 3 years since we packed up our stuff, put it into storage and like our hunter-gatherer ancestors followed the food supply, or in our case, employment.
We ended up in Atlanta much of the time, but we also spent most of this last year in Louisiana as well as Los Angeles and all points in between.
Skye and I have made the transcontinental road trip around 8 or 9 times at this point, Cindy came along on two occasions. It's been an incredible experience and we have bonded as a family in more ways than we imagined.
One thing you learn is how much stuff you really don't need. And yet there are things you miss. For me, its been my books.
And there are little things that make life easier, like fans, dish racks, salad spinners.
Making a List Checking it Twice and Thrice
We were very organized when we first moved all of our stuff into storage. I treated it like I would a job, carefully photographing and inventorying what went into each box and then making a map of our storage unit as to where every piece was, where each box was.
A few things have happened since then. We had a second smaller unit in the Marina that we decided to squeeze in. On trips back to LA we'd pull out things we knew we'd want based on our next job, we'd also bring back stuff we realized we wouldn't need or things we acquired along the way.
Each trip things would get moved around, to jam more and more stuff in. We always managed to put more stuff in than take away.
After the first year, I convinced Cindy that there were several items we definitely didn't need. Unfortunately, several of these items were deep in the back. So I had to empty out a great deal of the unit to get to them. Invariably things got more and more out of order.
We decided to keep it simple, opting for the smaller of the two moving trucks available. We chose several pieces of furniture that we would definitely want. And a few other things, but we agreed that there were a lot of items that just wouldn't fit into our down-sized living situation.
Bad Timing Hernia
After pushing my body, again and again, something or rather several things were going to give. The back wall of my inguinal canal happened to be what gave. It's actually happened before in the past and through rest and a thoughtful yoga program, I was able to rehabilitate without surgery. That was a few years ago and I've had no issues until now.
Unfortunately, I don't have the luxury of rest and there won't be to much time for yoga.
A Very Long Monday
October 14 near New Orleans, LA via mobile
On the road again, Atlanta Los Angeles here we come
I woke up around 3 am to finish packing and getting ready. We were trying to get out of the apartment by 4:30 am and on the road by 5 so that we could take our time getting to Atlanta.
I was going to try to be more vigilant with our rest stops.
But I was feeling good and my body wasn't hurting for the first few hours. That said I would have been better off if I had taken an extra break or two.
However that little extra time cushion enabled us to take care of a couple of other things on the to-do list.
Jon Danniells was with Skye Danniells at Junkman's Daughter.( Atlanta's alternative super store!) October 14
I was looking for some luggage tags that would stand out from the others and sure enough, I found a couple. More importantly, Skye was able to find a really cool wig for her Halloween outfit.
We had plenty of time to get to a long-termed parking lot near the airport, catch the shuttle, check-in and wait.
And just as we were getting settled in, they changed the gate our plane was departing from and suddenly we were racing across the terminal.
Finally we were herded onto the plane and crammed into our seats. It was a long and uncomfortable flight, but I did manage to get a couple of naps in.
Jon Danniells October 15
Waiting for our luggage, it's been a long day, can't wait to get to the hotel — with Skye Danniells at Lax- Los Angelos Airport.
After finally catching a shuttle, we got to our hotel around 1:30.
Jon Danniells October 15
Walked out of the room and saw the Hollywood Sign. After calling LA home for so many years, it's weird to never know when I'll be back, for how long or why. — at Four Points by Sheraton Los Angeles International Airport.
Had a nice morning walk, about a mile to pick up our moving van and then headed off to the Valley and our dreaded storage facility.
Back to Storage
It was a bittersweet return to say the least. We knew we had a lot of work ahead of us, but we also knew it would be the last time we'd be there for a while.
Initially things were going pretty smoothly. A good friend of ours who has a unit there as well, just happened to show up and was willing to lend a hand on few few crucial pieces that would have been much harder on my own.
Skye was helping out tremendously, but there are some things that are beyond her physical abilities.
After several hours, we were tired and hungry, but weren't at a good stopping point. So we had to neaten things up, put several things back in the lock up and hope nobody would bother with the things we decided to leave out.
More clothes, more books, a change of game-plan
After loading the stuff on the list we had come up with and a few additional items, the truck was about half-full.
And then, with a little prodding on my part, Cindy took a 180 on what she wanted me to bring back. We both figured, if we what was the point of storing thing, particularly clothes for 3 years if we weren't going to use them when we did finally resettle.
Deciding to Stay
With this new strategy we determined we would be able to finish, so we packed for a few more hours and then headed over the hill.
We ended up at a hotel near the Marina. I had planned to at least get a nice morning walk on the beach. But as fate would have it, I was just too tired.
Skye had made plans to see a friend for a few hours. I could get to the beach then.
Nope, but I did manage to drive along the coast and at least see the great Pacific.
One Last Trip to Storage
We ended up loading 8 wardrobe boxes, along with another dozen boxes and bins of clothes and shoes. As well as a very assorted collection of kitchen accessories and then the books.
Like I said before I missed my books and Cindy missed hers as well. We went from agreeing that 5-7 boxes of books would be more than we would have room for to me bringing well over a dozen.
Even after packing our truck to the brim, our storage unit looked full, like we barely took a bite out of it.
We were both exhausted so we decided to make our first day on the road a real easy one.
We needed it.
We didn't quite make it out of the Golden State, but pretty darned close.
More of the road trip to come.
To be continued.......