As much as I vowed to have a “bohemian” Thanksgiving in the past, where it’s not so much a blood family thing but what I view as an extended family, those close to us without really a destination or a purpose for the holiday. We’re sticking tightly to the traditional, bird, stuffing, pie, etc. No strange little bits of turkey floating around, just being normal…which it’s not easy for me to slip into.

We started really by having a meeting at the kitchen table a few weeks back, me in my role as project manager, the Wifey as kitchen coordinator and my Mom as the external communications person. One rule: play nice. We’re doing well, no arguments or disagreements because it’s really a laid-back day. Eat and socialise.

So yes, I tried to run Thanksgiving as a project. Timelines, resource lists and a very basic statement of work where everyone could agree on what they’d bring and what they’d do…from tables and chairs to green bean casserole. Luckily, I didn’t need QA to check my documentation.

Have a happy Thanksgiving everyone! I hope you enjoy your day and take time to reflect on life and the great bounty we’ve received because of sacrifices through the years. 2008 has been the busiest time of my life and I am thankful for the support from both my family and my extended bohemian family.

I think that’s one of the things about my new house I absolutely love, the porch. I can sit out and relax and not think about work or about anything. I can sit back and listen to the tree frogs out in the evening, enjoying the weather, and decompress from a busy day. Once these projects hit production, I’ll be able to enjoy this a bit more

As we thought, it was our easiest moves between the apartments and our townhouse. First off, it’s nice not having two levels. Plus, we really don’t have a lot of large things. In looking in our “triage” today, I think it really set in that we have a lot of junk….stuff we won’t miss.

In the move from our two bedroom 1st place, to our one bedroom 2nd place, we both sold, trashed, etc lots of furniture, drums, or for a lesser term: “crap”. We didn’t really accumulate much more, we trashed and replaced couches and beds, but we never really had a lot of room either way.

Saturday was the real test. Long day, two people moving all of their stuff, largest truck I’ve ever driven and just a really tiring day. Sometimes, we pushed each other when we were ready to quit, but it was a real joy and real work and it was much much later when the brevity of the situation happened. I sat on my couch and looked around the room and it really hit me, “this is our place”. I will admit, the last thing we unloaded was my bike and even though I was very tired, I took a victory lap around the property. I wish I had some photos so I can show that even though we were sweaty, tired and bruised, we were smiling.

So today, Sunday, we’re unpacking boxes, hooking up electronics and just…well, moving in. We still have a couple of rooms to deal with and trying to figure out how to get our cats better acclimated to the situation. We did get to sleep in, 9, and it was just nice waking up to our trees and grass and seeing the sun peak through the windows.