Our adventure begins in New Hampshire!

We have been in New Hampshire for 5 days now. We got a late start of our New York, late Sunday night last week. We arrived into New Bedford, Mass at my sister Kathy's place unloaded the last of our storage and got into Merrimack Late Tuesday night. It was maybe one of the most difficult moves I have ever endured. Emotionally it was rough, as well as physically. This whole project of ours has been done on such a short time frame with so many tight time frames, we are both feeling entirely hosed.

The last five days have been spent organizing ourselves into the small spare bedroom in Bill's parents house. Getting John the bunny and Lois adjusted (they have two orange cat roommates now - who happen to be freakishly tall felines) and trying to land jobs. Bill got himself a temp gig starting Monday, and I am still searching. I have my heart set on a creative position at Target Dept. Store, Yes I said Target. I have my fingers crossed I get to wear a red shirt everyday and make signs and set up displays. Sounds like fun and a stress free commute and I would get to work with a bunch of hokey New Hampshire folk, how bad could it be right? If they'll pay me at least decently, I'll take it.

I've reconnected with an old pal from my Minneapolis college days, Krista Olsen. She was roommates with my dear friend Scooter. Bill and I met up with her and her man Dan last night for Happy Hour, and we got our first taste of night life in Manchester, NH. Yay for nearby friends!

Remembering somebody very special to me.

Steph was a very important person to me. She was such a good friend and I loved her very much. Steph was a close friend that I looked up to, and always looked to her for advice and her opinion. She had such a strong voice and presence. She was a one of a kind, and she stood by her guns. So very admirable. It was her strong will that helped me get through some rough patches in my life. She changed how I see a lot of things, and I have her to thank. The world will not be the same place without Steph Perry. I will think about her every day and I miss her so very much. I am so very grateful that I moved to New York when I did and was able to spend time with her. It had been many years since we lived near one another and could spend time together on a consistent basis.

My time came to a close in New York, only after a short 7 months. I believe a big reason why fate lead me to NYC, was because I was meant to give back to Steph support and be able to see her and love her and care for her in person once again. It meant everything in the world to me that I could be there for her when she was feeling pain and sadness. I felt honored to be her good friend and to make her laugh and share sarcasm, stories and even the occasional gossip with her. I have so much in my heart to remember her by. I can always hear her voice and I will always listen to it.

It's been seven long days, and I must say it hasn't gotten any easier. The move has made my grieving process a bit more complicated. I look forward to when we finally make it on the road. I dedicate my adventure entirely to Steph Perry. I know she would of been there cheering me on during our travels. She would of followed my travels, met me along the way, she would of called me when she could detect something wasn't right. She would tell me she loved me when a challenge was up ahead.

I love you Steph and I miss you so much already.
xoxoxo,
Kelly


In loving memory, Stephanie Perry, 1976-2006

"When the trailer's a rockin..."

Thanks to everybody who came to our going away (aka retirement) party. Thanks for giving all our favorite possessions a good home, and thanks for being such great friends. We will miss all of you! Here are some photos!