Moving Day!

Well, the movers are just about to land in Nome. I'm picking them up at the airport in moments in fact. Friday was my last day at work and was pretty uneventful. It was a really strange feeling to pack up my office and head out the doors for the last time. Although it was sad for me, it felt right. I know that leaving there is a good decision for me and I'm really looking forward to what lies ahead for me professionally.



One of my bedrooms became the moving room for about the last two weeks I had in Nome. Its where I started stacking up boxes and things to be packed by the movers. I also set out the cat's kennels with the door open so that maybe they would climb in and get used to it. Without any prompting from me, this is how I found them. They got comfortable very quickly and had a nice smooth plane ride when the time came.

Buford surprised me on Saturday night. . . We were supposed to play Scrabble, a game we both love and can never get anyone else to play with us. But, when I got to his house I was greeted with about 20 friends under a sign that read, "Later Sash Nome Will Miss You". As I stepped into the door, I saw everyone and immediately welled up with tears. I actually didn't make it through the door, but instead turned around. I was totally shocked and surprised. This is only the second time in my life I've had that feeling.



For my 25th birthday, actually just before leaving for Nome, my boyfriend at the time, Kavi, threw me a surprise party. I had no idea and was totally shocked. It was awsome and I remember feeling like I'd never be able to be surprised quite like that again. But, Buford and the rest of my friends here, really did pull it off. Very cool!



Buford's sis, Moriah, spent the day cutting musk ox that Buford later made into delicious shishkabobs. Moriah also made an amazing salad, complete with beautiful fireweed in it. Buford and Irv made a special point to get the house cleaned up, not always a big priority for a bachelor pad. It looked great and was a really comfy place to hang out with everyone. My friend Missy made my favorite carrot cake. Cherie spent some time with me in the afternoon and when she left my house had a story about how she had to go home to finish a dessert she was making for someone. . . that someone was me. Its fun to be tricked like that and then start noticing all the pieces and remembering the different little clues that you missed leading up to it. Moriah got me a really cute framed print for my new house and Kirsten made me some awsome jewelry.

Being surprised like that, and seeing all that effort played out, really made me feel loved. . . Thanks a million Buford and everyone!



Packing all day today. . . playing tomorrow. . . and getting on the plane out of here on Wednesday morning. Yay!

Peace.