RouletteWeekend

We survived the Tennessee snowpocalypse 2026 and I finally got out today and braved the roads which have pretty much melted on the main roads and highways. Some of the side roads are still shit, but that’s to be expected considering it’s refusing to get above freezing. It’s supposed to be close to 50 tomorrow and rainy. So that will most likely melt all the snow and then turn everything into mud. Super excited for that.

While we were snowed in, we managed to get our bedroom and bathroom all the way painted and we managed to do it without dripping paint on our new carpet.

By today, though, I was going stir crazy. I just wanted to get out of the house and drive for a bit. So I went from Farragut (west Knoxville) to East Knoxville to see my kitties, which I guess are now technically my sister’s kitties since they live at her house now. They are doing fine. I can’t tell if they are mad at me or not, they all seem to still love me. I will definitely be going over more now that the snow is melting.

Then, I stopped by one of our storage units to grab a couple things, dropped some clothes off at a thrift store, worked my way back home while stopping to do a few errands here and there and I did it all without using my GPS.

It was kind of funny remember everywhere like I never left. After 4 years of living in Myrtle Beach, I was just starting to get to the point where I could get to a few places without having to use my Google maps. I guess I lived in Knoxville for so long that its ingrained in my head. The back roads, the interstates, my favorite little restaurants and coffee shops.

I impressed myself a bit. I had convinced myself that I couldn’t get anywhere without my GPS, but I guess maybe it just takes me a little longer than most to remember where I’m going. Apparently, 30 years is enough time to learn the roads and etch them into your brain like a hand-print in concrete.

In my travels today, I drove by so many places I haven’t really thought about over the years, like the little Mexican restaurant on Broadway Street where I had many a lunch with friends. And the coffee shop that was around the corner from my house in East Knoxville. And the zoo. And Gay Street.

It’s funny driving by all the places I loved so much when I lived here, I almost started questioning why I ever left. I mean, the answer is the beach. If Knoxville had an ocean I would have stayed here forever. And even though I’m here now and it’s home again, I’m pretty sure I will live ocean side again before I’m in the cold hard dirt.

So, yes, we’ve gotten a lot accomplished as far as getting things prepped in order for us to move our things here, but we haven’t actually accomplished moving any of our things in. I’m pretty sure I’ve been rotating between the same two pairs of pants since we got here on the 24th. I have no idea where my clothes are. But I have every pair of socks and underwear I own with me. I do acknowledge that sometimes the things I do make no sense.

This week, I would love to bring all of our bathroom stuff from storage and our bedroom stuff. We ordered some rugs that will be here on Friday, so I don’t think we will start setting up our actual bedroom until the rug gets here. We don’t want to move furniture twice, but we did manage to get a small attic cleaned out and moved everything to the big attic so now we have a space for all of our forgotten treasures!

Anyway, moving sucks. I’m perpetually tired and despite getting tons of stuff crossed off our to-do list daily, I still feel like we’ve done nothing and I’m still living in a stranger’s house.

It’s all very strange. Probably just going to go watch the Notebook and blame the crying on Noah.