s e v e n i s a j o u r n e y

So, the final house-sale-prep is ongoing. Yesterday the oil company came and drained the tank. Last Monday I had cancelled the oil service, as there was just enough oil left to get me through the remaining weeks- and the paperwork crossed and they filled the tank the next day. So yesterday a tiny little pump chugged for 2 hours, sucking 150 gallons back out of the tank. At least I did not have to pay for it.

I then went over and had the red cross drain my tank a bit. I made my first gallon at that donation center. Woo! I will need to find a center in NZ that wants to suck my blood. It is plentiful, and yet rare.

Today is the final vet appointment. I will be sad to lose Dr Bradley, as he is a great vet (personally and professionally), and it will be a challenge to find someone who can match him. But with Slow’s various strange medical issues, we will have a good bellwether to see how the vets in NZ react.

If all goes well, and all the test results arrive one time, I will be sticking the three cats on a plane next Monday morning. Boy, will they hate that! After an overnight in LA they head down to Auckland for a 30 day quarantine, then a short hop down to Wellington where they live with Tam for a month before I get down there. It will be interesting to see how they react to the experience.

If all goes well I become homeless in about 10 days. I will make postings here to let people know where they can find me, as every few days I will be shifting houses. (Time in friends house = n-1 days, where n is the number of days a person can stand me before killing me with an ice pick.) This should be very exciting.