28 Days Later …

So it’s slightly more than 28 days later, but hey a film title is a film title,  so let’s take a look at what I’ve been doing:

Firstly, Michigan weather be crazy – we’ve had 3 foot snow and 70 degree (Fahrenheit) within a week of each, although we are back to seasonal norms and no snow right now.  I have to say I loved the snow, the countryside here is beautiful, but especially so under snow. But then walking on the beach barefoot was also pretty fun. Black dog was especially impressed that I had removed all the salt from the “sea” and he can now splash and drink to his heart’s content.

Talking of black dog, he has been a hero, he bounced off his flight, handled the seven hour drive from Chicago through  a blizzard with aplomb and walked into a completely strange house with three children and a crazy brown hound with perfect dignity. He has had to lay down the law with our two year old, lab/foxhound cross, rescue, a couple of times, but integration has been a success.


I’ve been doing my best to match him for dignity, and not alway managing it.

I have just about got my head round the light switches being upside down here and sometimes randomly outside of the area to be lighted. I have done JT’s tax return and posted it in a mail box that looks like a trash can. I have learned to say the word “trash”.  I have sorted out our “closets”, planted up a couple of herb pots, grown some pepper seedlings, met the neighbors and JT and I took a South Indian cooking class at the local food cooperative which was excellent fun.


(Which is was just in time as something needs to counter my Ramen noodle addiction. I was a student Pot Noodle addict what can I say?)

I got turned down for my first job at the local fire station, which was probably just as well as one of the questions was “was I offended by bad language?” and I may not have controlled my eyebrows very well.  I could probably make a sailor blush so I don’t know whether that would have made me an excellent fit or an abomination in their eyes, perhaps it is a good thing we will never know, as they all seemed really nice!  I have just applied for my dream job with a local charity so keep your fingers crossed.

All in all life hasn’t changed for me much yet,  except I get to cuddle my husband as much as I want, watch better Netflix and walk the dogs through beautiful woods.  More on the dogs and the wildlife to come.

I miss my friends and family but we are more or less working out an internet schedule and face time and Skype are at least something I’m used to.

Life is good, I’m happy and I can see things working out here really well.

28 Days Later is a UK based 2002 apocalypse/zombie survival style movie starring Christopher Eccleston, which more or less started the whole craze. Animal activists invade a laboratory with the intention of releasing chimpanzees that are undergoing experimentation, infected by a virus -a virus that causes rage. The naive activists ignore the pleas of a scientist to keep the cages locked, with disastrous results. Twenty-eight days later, our protagonist, Jim, wakes up from a coma, alone, in an abandoned hospital. He begins to seek out anyone else to find London is deserted, apparently without a living soul. After finding a church, which had become inhabited by zombie like humans intent on his demise, he runs for his life. Selena and Mark rescue him from the horde and bring him up to date on the mass carnage and horror as all of London tore itself apart. This is a tale of survival and ultimately, heroics, with nice subtext about mankind’s savage nature. Written by Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil It was followed five years later by 28 Weeks Later.

7 thoughts on “28 Days Later …

  1. Hi, your “28 Days later” sound better than the film’s. Thanks for a nice share on what it’s like to relocate. Yuur ability to make a sailor blush could turn out to be useful one day, in the meantime keeping fingers crossed for your dream job 🙂

  2. The correct answer about the bad language was, “I wouldn’t recognize it, so don’t worry.”

    I recently read a British writer who said one of the things she like about living in the US was that her accent made her appear instantly smarter and sexier than in fact she was. Make the most of it. And I’m glad to hear you’ve got your feet safely on the ground. Wishing you well in this new adventure.

    1. Thank you very much! So how much do you charge for impersonating people during job interviews?
      Sadly I’m not sure I’m hitting smarter or sexier, I think I am cursed with snobby and subversive. I have had one encounter with a teenage shop assistant who nearly swooned over my accent which was simultaneously terribly awkward (I am after all English) and strangely gratifying, but I fear the local university has accent-proofed my target job market. But as you say, it is all part of the adventure!

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