Let The Fugue Begin, again

Let’s Recap…..

Mid 2013: We entered the Program, sold our house, grabbed our chickens,  dug up our plants fled to the safest and most inconspicuous area to easily blend in- Tarzana, the San Fernando Valley, into the cabaña hovel at  The Compound also known as Gma’s/ Mom’s / Geri’s /or the Mother in law’s house.

Mid 2017  All the plants planted and thriving, and nothing to do. So when the dog passed, we buried her with the plants, and began an international disappearance/fugue to Europe

Late 2019 Stumbled back to the US, laid low with the Gma again, this time in another inconspicuous place- senior living in Santa Rosa. https://thechosenfugue.blogspot.com/2019/10/living-lodge.html We celebrated her 90th, and then sadly Gma passed in early 2020.

Summer 2020 Back in Eugene but feeling the heat and the need to keep moving. https://thechosenfugue.blogspot.com/2020/08/driving-to-end-of-rainbow.html We hurried cross country dodging Covid through some recklessly governed states to Amherst, MA, finding refuge in our underground hovel for 10 months and joy with our grand-daughter, her parents, her cats (Pip and Posy) and dog (Finn) https://thechosenfugue.blogspot.com/2020/08/our-year-of-living-dangerously-continues.html

Mid 2021  Needing to re-group, headed back west, stopped in the Twin Cities to find joy with our new grand-dog, Monty ( and his parent), and do some house-work on their new home. 

Summer 2021: Six weeks in Minneapolis, then a U-turn back to Amherst so Monty (and parent) could spend time with Finn and we all could help grand-daughter (niece) and her parents (sister/brother-in law) move into THEIR new house.  

After the move in, a quick cross-country back to Eugene as we raced through Covid hot spots again, unfortunately.

Now: The Witness Protection Program has told us we need to relocate, again, and they recommend as participants, maybe better not to blog our experiences, but we have decided instead to make ourselves a moving target (and changed the blog location, hence the weird change in styles).

So, back on repeat- quickly sold the house, made 14 trips to Goodwill/Restore/St. Vincent’s, bought and converted a van (good for living and surveillance, if necessary), rented an address (aka tiny apartment in Olympia, WA) and hit the road, fugue on wheels.