On the day after Thanksgiving, November 22, 2007, Russ left for his new job in New York. We weren't certain how things would work out, but at the worst, we hoped maybe a few months to a year and he'd find something closer to home.
That didn't happen. The months turned into years and now nearly five years later, he's still in New York in a job. He's been home only two or three times a year. We missed holidays, birthdays and anniversaries (including our 30th). We no longer took vacations together, though whenever he was home we'd make a trip to one or two wildlife refuges, which I always loved.
He's only met Buffy the Bear twice!
There is also the added problem that for one reason or another, I never learned to drive a car, so I've been pretty much stuck in this house for most of the time. The winters have been VERY long.
It's been a miserable five years for both of us, to be honest.
But it's about to end.
On September 24th he starts his new job in Omaha, which is barely 90 miles away!
There is much celebrating going on here. The cats obviously think I've gone crazy.
I've known about this job for about a week, but to be honest, I kept expecting something to change. After so long, this couldn't be real and we can, serious, count down the days. It will be just two months short of five years when he comes back.
There are, of course, problems associated with this sudden move. We'll work them out.
Russ is moving back home!