The countdown continues

So much stuff to go through as we continue to pack.  It seems that the more stuff we sort out the more chaotic and disorganized the house becomes.  The piles of Keep, Sell, Donate, Recycle all seem to be growing uncontrollably.  Final yard sale this Saturday, rain or shine.  After that the leftovers march off to Craigslist or that great junk collector known as "The ARC".  Then we paint and finish up minor home repairs in order to have the house ready to rent out.  It all seems slightly overwhelming and surreal.  On a completely unrelated and random subject:  Ghost Hunters.  Would somebody explain to me the curious appeal and success of a television show that is little more than grown men waving flashlights in the dark saying, "What's that?  Did you hear that?"...    

A word about the creation of this blog.

Yep, it happened already.  Hours after my wife announced on Facebook the creation of this blog I received the call: 

"Ducks In The Desert?  Why not Beavers In The Desert?  You know I hate the Ducks!"

Despite the protestations of friends and relatives, I can assure you that the naming of this blog has nothing to do with collegiate athletics or loyalty to an alma mater.  Were that the case, this would be Vikings In The Desert.  Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue.  Beavers In The Desert doesn't really flow well either.  This is about the adventures of 5 Oregonians moving to that vast outdoor oven known as the Desert Southwest.  We are not rabid Quacker Backers.  (Go Timbers!)