We just got to Nashville this morning, but it surely did not go all that smoothly. We were on I 40 at this place called Centerville, TN when we ran into some really serious fog. Obviously you end up having big wrecks in that sort of fog. It was exactly what happened and it took about an hour and a half to get clear of it. We had gone on the web and found some apartments in Antioch that were willing to give us a short term lease. In fact we are not planning on the need to stay here for more than a couple of months at the most. It is easy enough for you to think it is going to be easy for you find a house, but we are not sure that we are going to have time. The boss is going to try to help us out as much as he can, right now his wife was here to greet us.
I had to make a bunch of calls to tell people that the schedule was out the window. Once we got to Antioch I spent a bunch of time unloading the moving trailer. It certainly was not like I could have left Anne there alone with two small kids and all of the stuff that had to be done. The small ones are not noted for their cooperativeness. It would not have been a good move for me to have tried, even if I had really wanted to do it. That is not too easy to think about when you are being pressed from different directions, but your marriage is the first thing on the list for me. I got the trailer emptied and then I tried to get things done as well as I could.