I have been trying to keep this under wraps, although Howard thwarted me a little, but now that the decision is made, I can tell you: we are moving to Chicago. That is actually not quite true and sounds a lot more exotic than the truth. We are moving to the cornfields northwest of Chicago. I’ve accepted a job with Northwestern University to work at Fermilab on two neutrino experiments: MINERvA and NOvA.
It turns out that I am not very good at announcing major life events such as this. On Friday, shortly after I decided which offer to take, and after keeping the details of my job search secret for months, I wanted to finally tell everybody the news. But I realized there might be a few people in my life, e.g. my mom, who would prefer not to hear major news via Facebook (or via some acquaintance who checks facebook more often than she does). So I wrote to a few people, posted to Facebook, then got on a plane. It turns out that I forgot to inform one important person: Howard found out that I’d finally made my decision when his nephew called to congratulate him on our move. Whoops. Really, Howard knew what was going to happen. But, in case it ever comes up, if your boyfriend is going to considerable personal effort to sell his house and alter his employment situation in order to follow you around the country, it’s really best to keep him fully in the loop.
So, as you might imagine, life is a little chaotic right now. I have been imagining scenarios that involve moving myself, Howard, two cats and a dog and all of our stuff 700 miles and have so far been unable to come up with a reasonable scenario. How does one do this? Does anybody have advice on moving pets long distance?
