Tick, Tick, Tick

“Like sands in the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.”  I remember being a young boy and being with my grandmother as she watched “her programs” and hearing that introduction.  TV was more dramatic, and better, back then.

Where has the time gone?

Two weeks from today, I will wake up (hopefully) in NJ,  where I will spend a few, short days with my parents. I will depart early on the 4th of July, driving eleven hours from NJ to Michigan and hopefully starting the final leg of my career, working with an old friend, on July 5th.

I’m driving. Alicia is flying. Rank does have it’s priviledge.

We are moving to a place  that while it has four bedrooms, the floorspace is about a third of what we live in now.

Megan and Dad, shark fishing off HHI a few years back. That was a fun trip.

Megan and Dad, shark fishing off HHI a few years back. That was a fun trip.

As we clean out cabinets and closets, counters and tables (ones that haven’t been given away already) are filled with stuff, waiting to be sorted.   And there is lots of stuff. . .and memories attached to each.  My daily routine has been shattered. Like our Labs, I’m all about my routine.   I’ll survive, thanks to my wife who has taken on the role of senior vice president in charge of relocation.   Meanwhile, I keep working at my current position, up to the day before I drive from SC to NJ.

I might be the first person in modern history that was first, required to give sixty days notice if I was planning on leaving and then was kept working the entire sixty days! It has been  just a wee bit awkward.

I will also note that today is my father’s 85th birthday.  I will mention him in a little more detail tomorrow.

The goal for us is to survive the next thirty days.   Close on the old house, move, help daughters get settled, set up a new place to live, learn my new role and to find where to buy groceries and Scotch.

Not any Scotch, but this one:

If you have never tried it, doesn’t the video make you curious?  If you try it and don’t like it, you are welcome to send the unused portion to me and I promise that it will not go to waste.

About Ray V.

Living between Aiken & Nashville, TN, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
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14 Responses to Tick, Tick, Tick

  1. Still struggling with, “Michigan”

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  2. byjuliekolb says:

    There may still be some in a cabinet somewhere. Tastes like turpentine. Give me bourbon.

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  3. David says:

    I don’t know if you can get Penderyn in the US but it is worth a visit to Wales just to do their masterclass.


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    • Thank you, David. I visited the website. I must admit that I have never heard of this distillery, but will do a little research to see if it might be available over here.

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      • David says:

        They do two peated versions – Penderyn Peated and Penderyn Celt. These are matured in casks that have previously held the likes of a Laphroiag. My kids clubbed together and gave me the masterclass for Fathers’ Day last year. It was a great gift and I thoroughly enjoyed the distillery visit.

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  4. Little Voice says:

    I’ve missed something along the way…why exactly are you moving? And what will you be doing? I suggest you mention to your new boss that a welcome gift of two bottles of scotch…Penderyn Peated and Penderyn Celt..would exceed your expectations.

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    • David, I have accepted a new position and have intentionally been vague, since I am still completing my time with my current employer, the folks I sold my businesses to in 2011. I will start to tell the story after the first week of July. My new boss is a long time friend and he already is very kind and he does appreciate fine Scotches. We will be wortking on that. Regards, Ray


  5. Browndog says:

    Laphroaig Quarter Cask takes it to a whole new level. My bride calls it ‘suffering in a cup”. I love the stuff.

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