The movers arrived almost on the dot at 12 UTC. I had meant to take a few more pictures and such. (And take a shower.) But that didn’t happen. They arrived and then it was a whirlwind. Us scrambling to make sure the things we wanted to take with us in the car were seperate. All of them running all over the house sticking things in boxes. They have been here six hours now. Almost everything is packed. A couple more hours and they will be gone for the day. By the time they leave everything in the house except what we will need for the trip West will be packed nicely in boxes.

Then tomorrow they will come back and load everything into the truck. boxes and furniture. Tonight will probably be our last night in this house. Tomorrow will be a hotel. Then we’ll leave Palm Bay… presumably for good… on Wednesday morning.

I am a bit overwhelmed, so I’m reatreating to the computer for a little bit. Most of the house is already packed. It is already not quite home any more. And it makes me very sad.

THere is absolutely no question that this was the right move. Absolutely no question that things are better and will be better in Washington than they were in Florida.

But when I moved here. When I bought this house. For the first time since I was 9 years old I left myself think of where I was living as not just where I was living, but as HOME. I indended to stay here for many years. I intended to marry Brandy here, adopt Amy here, and maybe even have another someday. And this was the place for it. This was the place to settle and finally grow some roots. This was a house that would be good not just for a couple years, but which I would have been happy staying in until I retired and beyond. It was never supposed to be a 16 month house. It was supposed to be home. It WAS home.

And now we are leaving. After driving cross country we will arrive at a small 2 bedroom basic apartment with a six month lease that is almost up. We’ll probably renew that lease for at least a few months more. Then maybe get a slighty nicer apartment. We won’t however be looking at buying a place again for many years most likely. On top of the much higher cost of housing there, we also made the decision to send Amy to private school, which will basically use all the money we might have considered spending on buying a house again. So… maybe sometime. But definately not in a timeframe we can forsee and predict. Apartments can be OK… depending on the apartment. But I had definately gotten used to being an owner. And I liked it.

The movers pack our lives away, taking them away from this place. Some of it will come to our apartment in Bellevue. Most of it will just go into storage, most likely for many years to come.

Anyway, this is a sad goodbye that is in progress. The final goodbye will be Wednesday morning. In the mean time, there is not much to do. The movers are doing their thing.

I sit and watch and am sad.

And I trust. I trust that before too long, with all of us there, one way or another, Washington will start to feel like home and not just where I happen to be this year. But not yet. Maybe in a few years.

That is Seattle from the air. But I am now in At-lahn-ta waiting for my flight to Melbourne.

I got some sleep, but I am still tired. So I used the last of a Starbucks card Brandy gave me months ago and I am now caffinating myself.

Over the holiday we dropped the price on the house again.

When we first priced it we priced it several percent less on a cost per square foot basis than the last few houses in the area that had sold, which was also below the going rate for houses on the market at that time. We still got very limited foot traffic. One or two showings a week.

After a month we dropped the price 10K. It took a week or so, but then we saw a significant increase in traffic. Up to about five or six people looking at the place every week. But no offers.

So now that it has been another month we drop it another 10K. Yes, we could leave it where it is and just presume the right person will eventually come along, but we just can’t afford to wait month after month for a sale, so… drop the price.

Hopefully we’re getting close to the pricepoint where we will get an offer sooner rather than later. Next week the moving trucks will come and all of our stuff will be gone, and WE will be gone. We need to then close that chapter of our lives quickly, not drag it out all summer.

Of course, we are not alone. It isn’t like everything else on the market is selling and we are not. The market is just very very very slow. And prices are dropping. Which sucks. But that’s the way it is. We’re still in the overall profit zone though. So as long as it sells soon, I can’t complain too much.

So I was chugging along doing things when all of a sudden i noticed iChat was showing screen names instead of people’s real names. I’m like WTF and go to find the setting that controls that. I can’t find it right away, so I hit the info thing on one of the people who was online. And their info card comes up blank instead of their screen name. They had somehow gotten disassociated with the Address Book. So I open Address Book. And it is COMPLETELY EMPTY. Thousands of address cards I had for pretty much anybody I’ve had any contact with since 1996, gone.

I close iChat and Address Book and open them back up. iChat makes me tell it who I am all over again. Address book is still blank. (I have later determined that I should NOT have tried restarting either of these and it caused more damage.)

Long story short, I freaked out and panicked for 10-15 minutes, then found a backup from February 13th. (It looks like it was made around the time I switched to Cronus.) If I hadn’t restarted Address Book, I am fairly convinced there would have been a backup file available from the last time I changed an address, which was actually only hours earlier. Cause there was a “Previous” data file that apparently gets refreshed every time you make a change of any sort. (And when I told iChat who I was again it made me a new entry in the new blank address book and so made a new previous, wiping out the previous previous, which probably had my whole address book.)

Anyway, I took the February 13th address book, then went through my mail archive from February to the present and with a few select all actions added back in every new person (or random email address) who had sent me anything in those months. That’ll get me names and email addresses. Unfortunately anything I put in with phone numbers or physical addresses or notes about which email addresses were work, home, etc would not be recreated that way, and I know I have done at least some of that. But I think I will be close.

I have no clue. Not the slightest notion, why the Address book suddenly decided to empty itself.

And it scares the hell out of me. I have not been doing automated nightly backups since I got Cronus, because Cronus is now bigger than the external drive I had used for that purchase. To start that again I need an External 500 Gb drive (or larger) and that just hasn’t been in the budget these past few months. I have essentially been crossing my fingers and trusting that nothing will go wrong with a computer that is only a few months old.

But this goes to show you really do never know when something bad might happen. If not a hard drive failure, then even some obscure human error. (Maybe I accidentally did a select all delete on my address book? Don’t think so, but that kind of thing DOES happen…) Or some bizarre software glitch. Or whatever.

As this is I am very very freaked out. I was able to restore most of the data, but there is a definite gap. Things that were lost and I can not recreate. But nothing I feel too super critical about.

But had this been my email archive or my Quicken records (all my financial data since July 1995) or my archive of photographs, or a few other things, then I would have been completely non-functional. To say I would be bawling and in tears would be an understatement. It would make my reaction during the great email meltdown of 2004 seem like nothing at all had happened.

I need to get regular daily backups going on this machine again very very fast. Like within the next few days. I am running without a net right now, and that just is not cool. We may be low on cash right now, but I need to figure out how to do this ASAP.

Brandy forwarded me info that her Uncle Don Donaghy (along with Brandy’s mother) attended an opening Wednesday in Washington, DC at the Hemphill Gallery including a bunch of her Uncle’s work from the 1960s. Apparently there were a lot of VIPs at the opening.

The exhibition including his work will be up until August 19th. Those of you in the DC area should drop by. A sampling of his work (in thumbnail form) is available on the gallery’s website. Just click on the picture above. Actual prints apparently start at around $3000 if you want one for yourself.