Invasion of the POD PEOPLE

Well. This is it. I have packed up 23 years of possessions, and they fit in three pods. To think that in 1985 I moved out here with a suitcase. My dad UPS'd me three boxes, including a little TV, and that was all I owned in the world. My stuff has multiplied. It will travel across the US on its' own journey, and I will travel once again with my bud Julie. We plan on roughly following The Lincoln Highway. Interstate 80 parallels it, so we will go in and out of the "old road" I suspect. I think we will get to Saratoga on Saturday or Sunday June 29.
What is the Lincoln Highway you ask? Starting in Times Square, the Highway ends in San Francisco, and was promoted in 1913 as "America's Main Street." Of course, I want to travel it to see old houses, gas stations, diners, bridges, hotels, and signage. I will write more about the history of the Lincoln Highway, and hopefully take photos of some Lincoln Inspired landmarks.
Today is all about saying goodbye to good friends, and trying to not cry too much. My beloved dog Emily is not well enough to travel. It is quite a dilemma actually because she still is functioning well and to put her down is clearly not the right choice either. Mikey, my buddy and future tenant, (as of tomorrow) will care for her until she passes. I don't know if that is two days, or two weeks, but I know she is in loving hands. I can't write too much more about this or my tears will surely ruin my computer. This agonizing decision was not an easy one. She is pretty blind and has an inoperable tumor so the idea of her making the trip was bordering on cruel. I just want her to be comfortable and loved, and I think this is the best solution. I am not looking forward to saying my goodbyes to her tomorrow. She came into my life 9 years ago today, She has never been an affectionate or friendly dog. I always joke that she is like Greta Garbo and "vants to be alone." I do know that she and I have a special bond, and I truly love her like no one else could. Mikey comes close, in spite of how he jokes that she hates him. I have caught him giving her random kisses on the head. I know this is the best possible outcome - although my heart is so heavy.
I will post from Stockton California, tomorrow night when some of this drama has passed.