Saturday, hubby and I went back to the other house after he picked the chipper and log chopper from Lowes. I on the other hand loaded the Land Cruiser with the left over boxes from Friday. Got there a little after lunch. It was a little challenging unloading the log chopper and the chipper. It was heavy as hell but managed to unload it with some little creativity. He blow the layers of dried leaves on the front and side yard and I raked the circular driveway. By the time we are done, it was a big pile. He tried out the chipper and we were covered with dust. It was dark when we are finished and I have to cook dinner for the first time. I have to go to the garage and look for the right box to get the stuff I need. Another challenge was showering. The gas will not be hooked up not until Monday and we have to take cold showers.
It will also the first time we sleep in the house. We have to put the bed together and made makeshift curtain to cover the window. It was too quiet that I asked to leave the radio on all night long.
Sunday was a different story. I stayed inside the house and start unpacking. I cannot believe I almost filled the pantry with food. There is something I know we will not starve. Then it started to rain. I was so nice to watch the rain. I sat on the living room watching the rain and the mountains. It is so relaxing.
Monday is a new day. First day of work. Yes, I started work. Another chapter in my life ended and a new one started. The morning commute is just like the bay area. Emerging to the freeway was a hassle. People will not let you in. It is an eighteen-mile drive from home and half freeway. Got there in 20 minutes, 15 minutes before my 08:00 time to start. So typical first day like reading procedures, getting badge, HR stuff, computer access (nice I got a laptop with finger print to log in) and being introduced to people. I was feeling really bored and sleepy after a while. It is one of those times that you wanted to go home. Of course, I have not been working for the last 6 months so it is a change.
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