Welcome Home

We are moved into our new home.

In the back of my head I hear James Taylor singing, "Carolina In My Mind." Of course that's quickly drown out by Billy Joel's, "New York State of Mind." You can the boy out of New York, but you won't take the New York out of the boy.

Our move went very well thanks to an amazing family who are friends to Lisa'a friend, but strangers to us. They showed two hours after the movers left and began to unpack us - kitchen first. By the end of our first weekend we were seventy-five percent unpacked. We were so far ahead of schedule that I was able to have my Army Reserve boss over for dinner that Sunday night when she flew into town.

The past ten days seem to have flown by. The weather has been the biggest contributor to the passage of time; it's only been cloudy one day and the temperatures have climbed as high as 65* here. In other words, we're not trapped inside to avoid single digit weather like we would back in New York.

I've spent some time driving around and the area reminds me of the northern part of Orange County out near Montgomery, or even Andy's in Wallkill. There are horse farms and rural areas that dominate the landscape here. And while the area is generally flat as compared to where I grew up or where we left, there is still a certain hominess to Willow Spring, NC. And, within twenty minutes I can be in the city of Raleigh.

I drove to Raleigh yesterday. Driving is going to be my undoing. North Carolina drivers, worse than New Jersey drivers, will be the bane of my existence here. As we explore the capitol I worry that my expletive vocabulary will increase.

Through all of this TJ has been a Rock Star. He very easily made the transition from one home to the other, he easily transitioned into day care with other kids, and he has been as sweet and carefree as he ever was. He misses Samantha, as we all do. I find myself paying extra attention to her room so that she'll be happy with it when she comes down. The house is still a little empty without her here. Of course getting the news that Samantha made the Honor Roll at her school was a big, big deal. We were pleasantly surprised because we just didn't think to push her towards a defined goal like getting on ther honor roll - she just did it.

We hung the last of the pictures that we wanted to hang today. Until we find a place to buy and call home for the next ten years (plus) we are as settled as we going to get. We're content. Sinatra is singing, "New York, New York" in the back ground.