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A hurricane, a cemetery and the Breakfast Club

The pineapple is a Southern symbol of “welcome”.

This week I had a wonderful treat – a visit from my best friend Trina and her hubby Larry. We had 2 1/2 days to explore the area and show them a little of what life is like in this part of the world. There’s so much to see and do in Savannah that it’s hard to know where to start, but we did our best to give them a little glimpse of everything.

We did the usual walking around down town, taking in the historic district and River St. We ate pizza at City Market, took in the sights of many of the squares, and had the best ice cream ever from Leopold’s. There is no shortage of great food here in Savannah, that’s for sure.

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The waves on Tybee Beach

An unplanned addition to our sight-seeing was watching the effects of Hurricane Sandy. The storm isn’t going to be any closer than 200 miles from here, but we enjoyed seeing the larger than usual waves on Tybee Island Beach and feeling the wind on our faces. Maybe it was having my best friend here, or maybe it was the power and beauty of the sea, but I felt more alive than I have in a while out there on the pier.

We also had to take in one of Savannah’s most beautiful and haunting sites, Bonaventure Cemetery. I love this place, even though graveyards generally give me the total creeps. The old stones and monuments have so much character, and I can’t help but wonder what the stories of the lives behind the marble and granite were. I showed Trina and Larry some of Bonaventure’s more famous inhabitants – the playful Gracie and the legendary Johnny Mercer. It was a beautiful day and we very much enjoyed our time there.

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One of the best parts of the visit was discovering The Breakfast Club, a little diner on Tybee Island that has the best breakfasts I’ve ever eaten. Trina, Larry and I ate there Thursday morning when the Wildman and Kev were in school and then we all met there again this morning before they left for home. Not only was the food wonderful, but the owners are hockey fans, so it’s a fair bet that I’ll be going back there.

It was a wonderful visit with people I love dearly. Of course it was heartbreaking when we had to say goodbye, but we had a few great days in this charming town. I can’t wait for them to come back again.


The Laundry Room (or playing catch-up, part 2)

So here we are in Savannah. Did I mention we’re in a small apartment? Oh, I did. Well, sorry to repeat myself but its small. We don’t even have our own washer and dryer. We could get one of those little apartment-sized sets, but they cost more than the big ones we left in Nashville and wouldn’t do half the size load. So here I sit on my day off in the laundry room of the apartment complex doing laundry. I haven’t used a laundry room – or lived in an apartment, for that matter – for a very, very long time. Life here has taken some getting used to, and I’ll admit I’m probably not really adjusted yet.

But all that aside, Savannah is a great town. I really don’t get downtown much since I’m working retail and still getting used to the hours and days off, but when I do get to get out it’s a beautiful place to be. We’re actually living on an “island” between downtown and the beach on Tybee Island. We chose this area to live in because of the great elementary school for the Wildman. It’s a small, quiet community, and its a big change of pace from good ‘ole Nashvegas. I never really thought of Nashville as a big city until we moved here, but in comparison it certainly is.

There are so many other things to get used to here, like sand under the topsoil (or instead of it) as opposed to the solid rock foundation of Middle TN, being on the Eastern time zone again, and the fact that I’ve worn shorts everyday I’ve been here and it’s past the middle of October. But some things are the same: Kev is working hard at school, the Wildman is – well, wild – and the crazy dogs keep us entertained. I’m getting involved with Scouting here locally and Kev is a tutor and mentor for undergrads through the college. We haven’t found a replacement for hockey for the Wildman yet, but we will. We have to find some way for him to expend some of that endless energy!

Well I need to check my washers and get the dryers cleaned out and ready. I also have a parent/teacher conference at the elementary school this afternoon, and those are usually quite interesting…


Playing Catch-Up, part 1

As I mentioned at the open of my last post, many things have changed since I last wrote here regularly. I also mentioned that our new home is in Savannah, GA.

Yes, the 2 boys and I have relocated even farther South. Kev graduated with his BFA in the spring, and from the time he enrolled in school we knew he’d have to get his MFA in order to fulfill his long-term plan – to teach photography and related courses on the college level. After investigating many different programs, different possible living arrangements and looking at the situation from every imaginable angle, we determined the best way for him to accomplish this goal was to move the family to Savannah, GA so that he could attend SCAD. It was by far the best program and the move made the most sense of any of the scenarios we considered, so we started sorting through all the things we accumulated in the 10 years we’d lived in our house to make the move 8 hours down the road to coastal Georgia.

Now, I only wish it was as easy as that line made it sound. First, let me say that we were not really prepared as we should have been for this move. I’m a planner, and an organizer, but I was so preoccupied with finding a job and a place to live in Savannah that I didn’t do any of my usual preparation for this massive undertaking. And I also underestimated the amount of stuff we had. We started selling, donating and giving away anything we didn’t think we’d need. Oh and did I mention that we were moving from our 3 bedroom home to a 900 sq ft apartment? So most of our stuff wouldn’t even fit in the apartment. We got down to the last few days before the move and realized that we weren’t possibly going to be ready before it was time to go. Kev really kicked into overdrive and worked to get things taken care of, and we managed to get a moving truck packed full of the stuff we needed.

At the same time we weren’t doing such a good job of planning the move, I was sending out resumes (easily 100 of them over 3 months), making connections on LinkedIn and writing introductory emails. If you think it’s hard to find a job in a town where you’ve lived for a while, then you should try to find a job in a town you’ve only been to twice and you know no one! Fortunately, I finally received a job offer the day before we were picking up the moving truck. So now gainfully employed, apartment lease signed, moving truck packed to the rafters, we hit the road.

Now, just because the moving truck was packed doesn’t mean the house was empty. Or that we had someone ready to rent it from us either. It actually took 3 more trips back to Nashville to get it empty, and we’ve had two renters back out on us at the last minute. But we’re here in Savannah, ready to start the next chapter in our lives.

Stay tuned for more…

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