I packed up the moving truck Saturday morning and hit the road with Ms. V wailing in the kitty carrier nestled in the passenger seat. There were no overwhelming feelings of sadness, or anxiety. However, I did drive the truck (the first quarter of the trip) as if it were much larger than it was (there's a joke in there somewhere...) Finally, I relaxed and drove long stretches in silence. The adventure has begun.
I am officially at-large in the Pacific Northwest.