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October 21, 2005

Living La Vida Poco

Is it a bad sign when every single person including the movers say "what made you move to Cobden instead of Florida?!" with a perplexed look? What they don't understand is that I deliberately chose a small town - I have been all over the world and just want peace and quiet now. Oh and there's the hurricane thing. Y'all Floridians are plumb crazy at this point.

We ended up driving all night and accidently got into Cobden around 3am. The only hotel we could find at the time did not allow pets so we slept in the truck in my dad's driveway (and yes, he was mad that we didn't wake him). He was dying to show us the house, so the minute after they woke up, we were out there oohing and ahing. The house is just great. It is 118 years old, so there is lots of character (and yes, that means we need to scrape off about 40 years of repainting). I cannot describe how beautiful the property is, nor can I take a proper picture of it. Seth and I sit on the front porch swing every morning with our breakfast. Fantastic. The leaves are just starting to turn and the hawks are circling around thanks to all the harvesting.

I went and picked up my van later that Friday - what liberation having your own vehicle is! The movers arrived today with all of my worldly junk goods, so now we have beds (and walls made of boxes). I told the boys that if we got enough situated this weekend that we would go to the pound and adopt two kittens. We have been planning the kitten caper for the last three years.

Everywhere I turn there is a small town moment. My dad and stepmother live here as well as an Aunt and Uncle, so everytime I say my name I am connected. I registered the boys for school and the secretary said "oh that is why you bought the Reimbold house" as she looked at the emergency numbers, "Your Aunt was good friends with his wife". Then, I stopped into the town hall to get a phone book and mentioned that I bought the house up the hill from the school - she said, "Oh, your last name is Codding - you bought the Reimbold house". This sort of thing has happened nearly every day I've been here. I have officially come full circle because I grew up in just this sort of small town (except it was in Florida).

The job hunt has been going slowly but surely. I am beyond frustrated with the Illinois RN license process. I started this thing 3 months ago! I called yesterday and they said that all they needed was my school verification - the very thing that I EXPRESS MAILED to them three weeks ago. The woman on the phone said "oh, it can take up to four weeks for them to process that then". Insert me with "The Scream" face. But anyway, I am going around collecting applications. I am going to start submitting resume's and applications next week when I get phone numbers for my newly moved reference people (can't you people hold still for one minute?). I am actually still on active duty, so I have plenty of breathing room and time for swing sittin.

I do have phone, cell phone and a mailing address so if you would like it, drop me an email and I will give it to you. I will not be connected to the internet at my house for another week. I am stealing time on my dad's at the moment.

Posted by DebC at October 21, 2005 2:52 AM

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