Rainy Nights in Glencoe

Last night we had thunder and lightning, tonight it’s just constant rain. This morning, when I got up there was that unmistakeable nip in the air that announces fall. I was up early as someone was coming to look at our car – his daughter is in college and needs transportation. It’s a good car although certainly not glamorous or fancy – a Toyota Camry, solid and dependable. They’re thinking it over – it’s more than they want to spend but they’re aware it’s a good deal nonetheless. People have begun to tell me that I should enjoy these chilly days, that I will miss them when I move. They are right. I will. The weather isn’t the only thing I will miss.

We ordered pizza for dinner tonight – it’s that kind of evening, the kind where you want to eat chocolate and watch the X Factor. The cat is sleeping on the rug behind me, probably stalking and pouncing on some little creature in his dreams. We get lots of evenings like that here in Chicago. I wonder what the equivalent kind of evening will be like in Saudi Arabia and whether we will achieve that level of familiar comfort there. It’s okay if we don’t. It will be nice if we do.

The most momentous thing about today is that it’s October. We have reached the month in which we move. We have a departure date and it seems like the sale of our house is solid. I am delighted, although there is a tiny voice in my head saying it would have been nice to have kept the house, that now we are truly nomads, without a bolt hole or safe place. Oh well, I used to say I could be happy in a tent in the desert as long as we were all together. Now, I get my chance to test that theory.

I have been reading everything I can about KAUST and Saudi Arabia. I surf the net constantly, looking for tidbits of information, yet another perspective. I read the blogs written by the students and the spouses of faculty. The faculty themselves are absent from the blogosphere. I suspect it’s because they are busier than they ever believed it possible to be. (I know this is true of my own husband.) I have learned the names of some of the spouses and some of the children. The internet has made this move to the other side of the world less like stepping off a cliff. Brian has acute bronchitis but he assures me he has been to the doctor. Yet another of the wonders of Skype – seven thousand miles apart and I can still nag him to take care of himself.

We are pretty much in a holding pattern right now. The relo person is coming next week to look at the stuff we want to bring with us. I have FedExed the parcel of materials off to the lady who handles the visa applications. I worry about not having my passport at hand – it’s an uncomfortable feeling knowing that I can’t leave the country if I need to. I will miss my friends here and the life that I lead here. I am looking forward though to the new life ahead, to making new friends and forming new relationships, while still treasuring the old.

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2 Comments on “Rainy Nights in Glencoe”

  1. Kristin Says:

    Hi Trish,

    I am missing the changing of the seasons. Fall is my favorite time of the year back home in Canada.
    I have been wondering the same thing, what will replace a lazy cozy evening here. I guess we could crank the AC, grab a cup of hot chocolate and snuggle under a blanket. 🙂

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