Saturday, August 20, 2005

6100 miles

And roughly 300 gallons of gas. I must admit that there were times I doubted the wisdom of the drive, and wondered it might not have made more sense to sell everything, including the car, and just fly back home. Luckily, there were no mishaps or mechanical difficulties on the way. Nope, the disaster was waiting for us at home, where the folks renting our home decided to violate their lease and keep a cat. I'm very allergic to cats. We hoped that a thorough cleaning and steam cleaning of the carpet would remove the bulk of the allergens. Then the cleaning folks said the fateful phrase, "Your know, you have fleas." And now, the battle lines are drawn, the carpet is sprayed, we've purchased yet another $36 can of flea spray, we scratch, and we vacuum (every day). Welcome to our return trip disaster.


  1. Well, you are back safe and sound, at least.

  2. Bummer!

    Well, I got into the CSS Program (woo hoo!) and will be there on Tuesday morning for my advising appt. I'll look you up, if that's ok!

  3. Of course, anandi. I expect that I'll be cleaning and unpacking at home during September, so it'll be a great stroke of luck to find me in my office before the quarter starts. Send me email and we can set up a time to meet, or wait until the fun begins in October.