Soooooo ..... There (um, here) we were -- Safely arrived In Alabama with the bare minimums rather hastily thrown together at the last moment as we had pretty much tossed the original logistics plan and made up a new one on the fly.
We were settling in ... Sortta. Blaine and Landon stayed a couple of days and we (Blaine ...) worked on a few needed house projects, like changing out the locks, fixing some doors and cabinetry, and then, all to soon, Blaine and Landon were off, back to Virginia.
Peggy and I started realizing we were more "visiting here" at this point than "living here" ...
"Where's the ________??" one of us would ask. The answer, invariably, was "Still in Maryland." Harrumph.
For anyone who has done a military PCS move, we were living with only our "express" shipment and really needing our HHG (HouseHold Goods) shipment. Only difference being, Acme Moving Company (under contract to the Marine Corps) wasn't going to show up with the rest of our stuff. Not only was that cavalry not coming, it had disbanded and shot all its horses a looooooong time ago. If we wanted the rest of our junk (which we kinda did), we had to go back for it.
We took about a week to work on things here like getting the utilities switched over, address changes at the post office and a few other of the zillion PITA things you have to do to keep all those cards and letters coming (i.e., bills and notices). And once in a good spot, we redid Peggy's spot in the otherwise empty van, hooked up the trailer and headed back North for Trip 3.
