Commuting.

This past week I was in Vegas for all of 15 hours. I flew in on Wednesday night where I met up with my nearest and dearest at Chicago for a few drinks - thank you to all who came out on a school night after 11 p.m. to visit with yours truly....Lord knows we're not all 22 anymore....it was lovely to see your faces.

Thursday morning, we packed up the Uhaul (thanks for your muscles, Ann...really took me back to shipment days at HotCats!) - had lunch and then Carl, Sienna and I hit the road. It was a father and daughter road trip across 3 states. Sienna didn't stop meowing the entire ride, poor thing. We stayed in Grand Junction that night and hit the road for the last leg of the trip Friday morning. Dad was smart enough to bring his iPod with his radio adapter along so we were riding along to hits from Joe Cocker, Elton John, Rod Stewart, ABBA and James Taylor. Thankfully, Vail Pass didn't fail me this time and we made it in 4 hours to Denver - just in time to sign my lease and get my keys!

Friday night Dad and I hit up Crossroads with the Wicklers where w shot a little pool, ate some food, shot some bucks and enjoyed a cold one or three. Saturday was rise and shine day for the big move. BIG shout-outs to my moving crew of the my dad, the Wicklers and good 'ol Michael Granquist - who had sworn he would never move me again after the whole two flights down, 200 yards over and three flights up move of '08 but as luck may have it, I followed him across states and he could not deny my plea. And bribe of Sexy Pizza and Beer.

We got done within 90 minutes. But my work is far from done. I was able to Gordon-proof the place last night so I go to pick up that guy tonight to finally reunite him with his big sister and walks in the park.

Plenty of posts to come over the next few weeks as I explore my new neighborhood. I started today by biking to work.

Goodbye hour long commute - hello 15 minute bike ride.