I can't say that I was ever super excited about moving to Louisiana. To be honest, I feel like I've been constantly moving since I started undergrad at Hanover in 2002 - moving in and out of the dorms and sorority house, spending a summer in Louisville, moving down to Lexington for PT school where I lived in 2 different apartments during my 3 years there, moving out to the apartment in Barstow, and then moving on post after we got married. I loved our house at Fort Irwin - for Army housing, it was "the bomb." I loved my job even though I had to drive 40 miles there and back every day. And I had learned to like the desert - it's really easy to pick up the dog poop when it's sitting on rocks in the back yard :) But when I married Bill, I also married the Army so I knew that we would eventually have to move whether I was ready or not. My last day of work at the nursing home in Barstow was August 4th. Hank's last day at the Fort Irwin daycare was August 8th. This was also the day that the movers loaded up almost all of our belongings onto a huge moving truck. I can't really say why, but I had a hard time watching them carry all of our stuff out of the house. It didn't help that the moving truck driver described Hank's crib has "used" and "scratched" on the inventory sheet - you tell me how "used" a brand new crib can look after a newborn has slept in it for 2 months! But I survived the movers, and Bill and I picked Hank up from his last day of daycare together. Of course, I was teary-eyed while picking him up - I can't believe how emotional I was during all of this - it seems so silly now!!


Since we didn't have much left at the house, we decided to take a small hike in the desert and snap a few pictures.
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| This is part of our 40 mile drive on Fort Irwin Road taking us from Barstow to Fort Irwin. It looks like this for the entire 40 miles - absolutely nothing but desert! |
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| Welcome to Fort Irwin!! |
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| Such a big guy!! |