It's a long, long way...

...from there to here.

No, not the Clare of the song to which the line belongs - though it is a long way from Clare to here also, but 'tis a long way from here in the Bay Area to there in the magnificent Midwest - Kansas City, MO.

The plan, such as it was, would have had us decamp for KC, MO at the end of October, or the beginning of November at the latest. The activities up to that point consist of getting our current condo ready for the market, arranging work items to transition, getting quotes from movers (recovering from the shock of getting quotes from movers) and planning an 1,800 mile drive.

This last is on me. I come from an island that's about 200 miles wide. The idea of driving anywhere for 1,800 miles has a certain appeal.

Well, two gallons (Imperial or otherwise) of activities don't fit into the quart-sized pot of time we have. Quelle surprise!

So, we've postponed the departure till the 1st week of January, 2013.

That gives us more time to finish up what needs finishing up. A little more time to get ourselves together, We, neither of us, do well with rapidly approaching deadlines.

Plus, it gives us another Thanksgiving spent at our favorite getaway, the Highlands Resort in Guerneville near the Russian River. A hundred or so miles north of here. Lynette and Ken are the owner/operators and they've become friends over the years. They, and their resort, will be missed so the chance to stay one last Thanksgiving there is a good thing.

We'll not be heading to Kansas City for Christmas this year — that would mean too much back-and-forthing to be practical.

While all of this "planning" was going on, work decided to get over-busy. It's nice to be wanted, but I ended up working some hours on several weekends. I'm getting too old for such nonsense, and it cut into time needed for the rest of life.

My "Fear of the Dark" novel (novella?) is in the process of being copy-edited. The read-through went well. Now it's just(!) a question of making sure she doesn't go into the wide world out there with her slip showing.

We live in hope. And I've figured out the title for my next novel — and a handle for its two follow-ons. A busy time.