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Somebody Find Me A Warm Place To Live...


Well, Mother Nature apparently decided that, IF we were moving away from our little Island in the next six weeks, that Winter should not be allowed to leave the area without giving us a small taste of what we should look forward to next season.

To that end, after loading our luggage, Missy the Turbo Pup (and her luggage), and ourselves into the car while facing a brisk, windy 45 degree morning, we proceeded to drive through the middle of the day to north Atlanta, braving snow flurries and even colder temperatures and stronger wind upon arrival at the hotel.

While it's still a balmy 50 degrees F at home, it's 39 degrees F outside my window and checking the Internet...yep...it's a lovely 34 in Knoxville on it's way down into the mid twenties overnight.

Silly me.

I didn't bring any long sleeved shirts, and it snowed last night in Knoxville, and worst of all...

I KNEW IT WAS GOING TO BE LIKE THIS, BUT I SIMPLY REFUSE TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT UNTIL THE LAST POSSIBLE MINUTE.

Regardless of temperature, we have a busy week planned house hunting, meeting with my Head Hunter, and a nice luncheon meeting with the new project team on Wednesday.

Hopefully we'll be heading back to the Georgia Coast on Thursday with a new address in hand, looking forward to spending our last weeks in the glorious weather on our little Island.