Gracie and Bee aren’t the only ones headed back to school – and related adventures – this week. Auntie Kim has been leading her own action-adventure novel the past month and I finally have a chance to catch you up on her latest escapades.
Most of you have figured out that Kim kinda rocks. She has this amazing ability to figure out what she wants – something that escapes me on practically a daily basis – break down her daydreams into individual goals, set deadlines, meet said deadlines, and achieves her goal. All with grace and aplomb. (And usually cursing and laughter, too. Meh meh meh details.)
So, with the family situation being what it is, Kim decided in the past few months that she really needed to move closer to home to help oversee my mom’s medical care. That meant she had to find a new job somewhere in New England that would be in easy commuting distance to some place she wouldn’t mind living and also close enough to my mom’s house – and all in today’s economy. Of course Kim found something in time to cancel what would have been a tricky travel scenario to interview for a different position.
But! The new job meant that Kim would be living – for the first time – outside of a major metropolitan area. In fact, she would be living in the sticks. Podunkville. Surrounded by…nature. As humorous as that thought is all on its own (stop, savor), it also meant Kim would have to get her driver’s license. You know, and also learn to drive. Oh, and buy a car. Allllllll before she started her job at the end of the summer. No pressure.
Lesser humans would fail. But Kim, having decided she must, made driving her beeyatch. After weeks of randomly quoting me driving rules via chat messages, she took one road lesson and her instructor declared her ready for her road test. Kim was all, “Uh, you’re on crack,” and scheduled a few more road lessons. After years of teasing her, I enjoy the irony in the fact that Kim passed her road test while Joey and I were driving around lost in New Hampshire, trying to find the beach. Funtimes. But YEAAAAY Kim!
In between driving lessons and much mockery (of what? who cares; it’s how we live!), Kim also found a place to live. I will let Kim describe her new home in detail (guest blogs have been promised), but suffice it to say that every night at dusk, a troupe of wandering turkeys walks past her house, back to their little teepee in the woods. (Okay: I might have made up the part about the teepee.) This is where Kim the City Girl is living. She gets mad props for finding a lovely place to live in less than a month and after only one trip to look at the prospective apartments; even more so when you figure in all the bloggable opportunities that await!
I cannot wait until the dust has settled and I hear more about the Exciting Adventures of Kim in Stickville. (It’s an affectionate nickname. I am moving there as soon as possible.) She drove up last Thursday, her worldly belongings arrived Friday, and she started “school” today. Tomorrow she gets her internet hooked up and I. can’t. wait. Hearing all of the blog-fodder will almost make up for not being there in person.
Tags: adventures, family, sisters
August 24, 2010 at 7:30 am |
Congratulations Kim! I am impressed with all you have accomplished in such a short amount of time.
I would love to move back to Stickville. I do not love living in the city and I live in a little city.
Also, my family calls more than one turkey – TurkI – not turkeys.
August 24, 2010 at 7:50 am |
As a former resident of another Stickville, I can say that it is what you make of it. We had a ball there!
August 24, 2010 at 10:22 am |
You go, Kim! I can’t wait to hear all about Stickville! (Maybe you’re not too far from me. In May, a park up the street from me had open turkey hunting because we had too many turkeys around!)
August 25, 2010 at 8:49 pm |
I would just like to say that I have not used my swiss army knife for anything other than opening boxes yet. But I did think to throw it in my pocket when I went on this afternoon’s walk…just. in. cases.
August 26, 2010 at 12:46 pm |
Interesting, waiting for more.