We made the move to Eugene on October 28th, so not quite two weeks ago. We moved with only what would fit in our two cars, and my car was filled with nothing but pets. We did some wicked simplifying. The Minimalists would be proud.
Simple first night in the new place, courtesy of my husband (who clearly loves me) running to Walgreens for bedding. I was way too delirious to be trusted to drive, after driving 9 hours to get here.
The kitties (Maggie, Oswald, and Jayne) and our teacup chupacabra (Hank) made the trip without a hitch. Even the Betta, Steve, pulled through. He wasn’t stressed at all – just very, very angry. That’s Bettas for you. Everyone adjusted to their new home surprisingly quickly. We’re in a two bedroom, one bath, 800 square foot apartment. Hank loves the on-site dog park, and the kitties love the balcony. I love that we’re finally in a home that’s the right size for two adults and a menagerie. The house we lived in prior to this was nearly 2,000 square feet, which felt ridiculously huge for two people.
Jayne adjusted quickly.
I’ll be honest, I was unprepared for the home sickness that walloped me between the eyes about halfway through our trip here. The house we moved out of will have been the last place I’ll ever have lived with my Shivers kitty, who I adopted in 1997 or so. She passed in 2011. It’s painful to lose that connection with her.
Even more than that, I miss my stepson. My husband, left on the 7th to go back to Boise to visit him. We’re not big on being the parents who promise to visit and then never do, or only do so twice a year. We plan on being back in Boise for one week out of every month. We text/call/email him almost daily. I missed out on this visit to Boise, because we don’t have a petsitter established yet. I’ll see my boy over Thanksgiving, though. I’m looking forward to that.
I’m completely smitten with Eugene. We found a friendly little coffeeshop called “Vectors.” On our second visit the owner greeted both of us by name. It’s only a couple of blocks from home. Better yet, they have patio seating so that our Hank can go with us. Vectors also has a letter writing table, with supplies. How neat is that?
I love the neighborhood shops. We’re not even downtown, and there are a couple of grocery stores and a library within walking distance. You would not believe how nice their bus system is, too. They’re big on public transit and biking/walking.
And then there are the sunrises. Sunrise over Eugene is a clear, pale gold touched with delicate pinks. Not a hint of orange to be seen. The clouds are impossibly fluffy. I suspect they’ve been photoshopped.
We made friends with our downstairs neighbor. She’s an ex-marine, and an MP. She’s taking classes to go into civilian law enforcement. She has a gigantic black german shepherd with little silver freckles on his head (silver sable?), and a sort of brown merle on his feet. He was insanely intimidating at first, but after she introduced us he turned into a big floppy puppy.
There’s a frog outside that seems to be constantly creaking. It doesn’t really sound like croaking – more like a squeaky door opening just an inch over and over. I hear him every time I open the balcony window. First I thought it was a bird, but it’s definitely a frog. Having only experienced life in aridity, having an ever-present frog is weird. I’m in love.
We caught up with two of Travis’s friends who live here in Eugene. One of them is unapologetically quirky. She’s an accountant and a roller derby girl, and on weekends she hosts a Dungeons and Dragons group. I adore her already.
Have you been out here? Everyone told me how much I’d hate the rain, but so far it’s been refreshing. It washes the sky and renews everything, top to bottom. I haven’t even been using an umbrella, even though that means crazy hair. So. Much. Frizz.
Sending love and impossible sunrises,
And have I mentioned there are a ton of coffee choices here? Deadly.