On The Road Again…

My hubby has been in the military for several years and in a week, we’ll be moving from the East Coast to the West Coast. I’ve lost track of how many times we’ve moved but I think it’s around 8 or 9. It wasn’t so bad when we were on the West Coast and moved from Seattle to San Diego. A couple of years later we moved from San Diego to Northern California.

But moving from N. Cali to the East Coast just plain sucked. At first eating in restaurants is okay, but after a few days I would give anything for a home cooked meal. My hubby is a man of few words so sitting in the car with him for 10-12 hours a day is torture made me loopy. Also I don’t like germy things and staying in a hotel room thanks Dateline NBC really flares up my OCD hand washing.

There’s the comforter on the bed ewww, the carpet that just feels nasty which is why I bring slippers to wear and then burn them later on, that one hair that I always find on the sheet of the bed that doesn’t belong to me or my husband, and don’t even get me started if there’s a mini fridge in the room again thanks Dateline. I just want to douse myself in purrell and put on a biohazard suit.*

Once we finally did get to the East Coast, without killing each other, my hubby treated me to 3 days in a pretty fancy schmancy hotel suite while we looked for a place to live.

Last time we moved we only had our cat,** who makes the most awful gutteral sounds when she’s in the car, and various house plants along for the ride. This time we have our little girl and I am at a loss when it comes to what I should bring for her and what she can do without. At 15 months old and with an attention span of about 2 or 3 minutes if that, I don’t even know how I’m going to keep her occupied in the car.

I’m sure I’ll be using my twitter account often and there will be plenty of crazy tweets from me. Just don’t hold it against me and keep in mind that I’ll be sitting in the car with my hubby who doesn’t talk, a very unhappy cat, and an impatient toddler. Who knows how the house plants are gonna act.

*Since we have a cat while traveling, most of the hotels we’ve stayed at give us a “pet room” and they are pretty gnarly, at least the ones we’ve been in.

**The vet suggested we give our cat a 1/4 of a Benadryl once a day to keep her calm while in the car. Hahaha, easier said than done. First we had to chase her around the house (she knew something was up). Then we had to try to get her mouth open long enough to get the pill in.

We finally got it down her throat but within a few minutes she started hacking and then she started foaming at the mouth. And foaming. And foaming some more (which is why I think it’s hilarious whenever someone on Top Chef makes something like a lobster foam. It looks like something a cat puked up).

The Benadryl got our cat so hyper, she was bouncing off the walls of her carrier (she was like that dog in There’s Something About Mary) while making those awful gutteral sounds. We will never. do. that. again. Fun times!

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