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There are so many things I wanted to say on my first blog post here in Texas. Most of them elude me right now. The rest are impressions of what I saw and wanted to write about … things such as:

• the number of people seen texting and driving at 70mph
• the number of people who switch lanes without a turn signal at 70mph

Those 2 especially had me gaping for miles simply because I can’t believe people can be that stupid. Do they REALLY believe it isn’t dangerous? Am beginning to think that what needs to be included in driver training is videos of what will happen to these flimsy things we call cars when hit at 70mph. Slow motion the disintegration or each vehicle as you catch someone else’s bumper while overtaking and texting or talking on the cell phone, or just simply not indicating to them that you’re about to cut them off just as they decide to accelerate 10mph over the limit to pass you….

Maybe my imagination is just too vivid. But I will tell you this – too vivid or not, I am sure that it has saved my ass more than once, and will continue to do so.

Idiots.

So anyway, Wednesday was quite hectic. We didn’t leave Ft Knox until late Wednesday night – just after 8pm. For reasons I don’t want to go into, we needed to hit 250 miles midnight and we figured it would take us about 4 hours to get there. Well, it took FAR longer than we had anticipated. A 6 hour drive turned into 8 very easily. We got to Jen’s at about 4 in the morning on Thursday.

After passing out finally just before 5, I was up again at 9:30 when Jen took the dogs out. I couldn’t go back to sleep – worry, anxiety, excitement, anticipation, joy all served to keep me humming at a high falsetto of nervous energy.

I can’t begin to blog about how GOOD it was to see Jen for the first time in 2 years. It was exhilarating. It was WAY overdue – that visit. And I only wish we could have stayed longer. And in fact, as soon as I can manage it, I think I will go back and visit again – soon.

Not knowing how far we could travel with the cats on any given day, we headed out early on Friday thinking we’d stop somewhere in Louisiana maybe for the night since the night is when they are most agitated. Well, they slept for something like 10 hours straight and we made it into Dallas on one straight shot. Just after 10pm on Friday, we stopped at a hotel in Terrell for the night. Lovely place – I was so impressed that I vowed to stay in La Quinta every single time we are on the road thereafter.

So we met up with Niteroad and TBagin from our WoW guild and had lunch, saw a movie and then had dinner. It was pretty cool to put faces to WoW characters. Then again, that process isn’t all that odd to me wink-wink

It was Sunday morning when we headed out for Ft Hood. It took us exactly 3 hours and without drugs, the cats were fine for the entire time. They were both pretty strange (and still are to some extent) but I suspect the drugs had something to do with that. For instance, Nala was hissing and growling at everything that moved. Well, that was until she realized who I was then she stopped growling and hissing at me. She stopped for a while for Scott also, until she smelled the other alpha cat that was visiting at the time and she was back to hissing and growling. She even took a swipe at him.

It was Sunday morning when Jen and I went downstairs and she looked at them and figured that they were just stressed and upset  – which is perfectly understandable – and she educated me. Stressed cats will exhibit completely uncharacteristic behaviour. As in, they will turn into what seems to be a completely different personality for the period of unrest. It kind of put things into perspective for me. Nala has never travelled before – she has no concept of the experience. And this is why her behaviour was … more odd than I could rationalize. Bear, on the other hand, was my big trooper. He was near-normal and still is. I think Nala got the picture fast that she was safe and that we were here with here no matter what and that she could relax. Frankly, with only the telltale fluffing of her tail when she hears someone at the door (including us), she seems perfectly normal. But SHE has taken over as alpha cat in this household. And that is more surprising than I could ever have imagined.

Right at this moment, she is lying here on the bed with me, snoozing while I type with A&E on the TV, and waiting for hubby to come back with some more concrete info as to what is going to happen with our new home.

Which reminds me, I need to get back to house-hunting online.

More later, peops. All in all, we are safe and sound in Ft Hood, albeit still homeless. But that will not be so for much longer. Mark my words, I will make us a home in this damn hotel room if I have to!

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