New Time Zone

   It is it, we are here. Not our furniture or my car, but M, J and I are. It's been a tough week. I like to be in my safe realm, and having to go out of it has been hard. I guess I'll bring my blog up to date.
   Last week when the moving truck pulled up and 4 guys jumped out I thought to myself at that very moment 'It's really happening'. There was no turning back. J's new company went above and beyond to make sure everything happened as smoothly as possible. I received a call from the HR Manager in Long Beach to see how I was doing with the big move. How nice! The guys that came and packed were great. They were patient with M running around, being on the loading ramp, and in the truck. That helped me too! On Thursday I spent the time with S who had become more than a best friend, like a sister to me. Yes I can make friends easy, but to have everything that we did in common, plus for her to be there when I wasn't feeling good I may not find that again. The guy who came and got my car was the same guy who picked up J's car the week before. So it was real laided back. When the guys finally left with all of my belongings in Friday afternoon we hugged it out. I mean they were just THE nicest. My final night was spent with S again, we stayed the night at her house so that she could take us to the airport in the morning. Our other neighbor came over and we watched TV. We did not talk about me leaving the entire night. In the morning S's daughter came down and said "Miss Ali the sun is up". But all that that meant was that I was in my final hours of being in the East Coast. We all got in the car and headed to the airport. We talked about everything be me leaving. We finally arrived at the airport and my eyes were welling up in tears. We  must have hugged then hugged a couple more times.
   Now I was feeling good physically, but stressed that being alone on the plane with M for 5 hours was going to be tough. We were able to get seats 8A and 8B. The guy in 8C was already sitting down. So we scooted over for the longest flight EVER!!! Started out good and then 'I have to go to the bathroom, I have to go to the bathroom', every 45 minutes for 5 HOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now the poor guys sitting next to us was flying home to Vegas from NJ. He has lost his mom and was pretty upset the whole flight. I thought we were prepared, we had snacks, games, her MP3 player. She choose the bathroom game and I spy. I was so tired I wanted to rest, but she wanted to play Look at how the ice can go through the straw. It didn't help that the pilot kept giving us the countdown. 4 1/2 hours, 4 hours, 3 1/2 hours....Finally we are in the last stretch and 15 minutes before we land she falls asleep! Are you kidding me?!? I was done, I wanted to just get off of the dumb plane.
   J met us and by this time I was starting to feel like crap. My head was pounding. It was hot but without the humidity it was nothing. The Hotel and Casino he had been staying at was not to far down the road. But STOP the car, Coach Factory Outlet? We stopped in and then went to the new house. It's a cute neighborhood, very clean and I loved it. It looks huge inside. We'll see once our stuff gets here. Finally we went back to the hotel. All within a 15 miles radius. The room was nice, but confining. M and I made the most of it by swimming and playing at the arcade. By Monday night I wanted to get out of there. I need to have a place for Madison to run around and play in without driving me crazy. On Monday all of the utilities were to get turned on. J and I had talked about it and we went to the store and got stuff so that we could stay there as of Tuesday .  
    I'm not finished with the story...just too tired.