There have been some eerie bits this trip. Like when I got into the Ninja down on The Planet Ann Arbor yesterday morning and I went to set my GPS and I thought, hmmmm… What do I set it to? There was no point in setting it to the moomincabin because I had a wee bit of business to take care of in Sault Ste. Siberia first. My saved addresses in Sault Ste. Siberia were 514 Dillon and Freighterview. It didn’t take much hemming and hawing to just set the darn thing to Dillon even though, when I got to Siberia, I would be getting off the I75 SUV Speedway at exit 394 like I always do — do not cross the International Bridge. But I would not be making a right turn at Meridian like I’ve been doing since I was a college sophomore.
And then there are all the little things. Like I can’t just run into the Dillon house to use the bathroom or do a quick load of laundry or put some trash out. Even though I still have a garage door opener (and the Frog Hopper even has the garage door programmed into it).
Nevertheless, we’ve wrapped up another summer of trips to the moomincabin. It seemed like a short one! This was an easier closing than in the last 5-6 years or so. Up until two years ago, closing was kind of a mish-mash of moving The Commander into town and closing. Then she was at Freighterview and we had to go to *town* after closing to say goodbye. She wasn’t around last year but I barely remember last year except for some bits about the weather. I know it was a maelstrom of hauling boxes and furniture and stuff down to The Planet and sorting it out to gift or donate or whatever.
This year, finally, a lot of extraneous “stuff” has been removed and for the first time in a long time THERE WAS HARDLY ANY FOOD TO PACK UP! A bag of non-perishables and a few things in the cooler. The water is off and as soon as The GG helps Jeep and Pan with a little annual task over at Don’s, we’ll be on the road. I have boxes and boxes of stuff filling up the Ninja. Christmas stuff to sort out, old photos, and some of the art work that I have been looking at as long as I’ve been alive.
Seeya tomorrow or maybe Sunday if I don’t get to an internet connection again before then. Sam (archaeologist, not dog) says there’s one at the brewery. I think she’s right! I will DEFINITELY get to the brewery!