Well, we're definately digging in for a while. It doesn't look like we'll be living in New Orleans any time soon, so we're making arrangements to stay in Zachary.

Bob & Karen were already planning to sell their Zachary house & move to Clinton while building a new house. Their Clinton house was already furnished and they had been splitting their time, spending most of the the week in Clinton where their kids attend school, and the weekends in Zachary. They offered to sell us the Zachary house, even letting us use most of the furniture that is still in it while they build the new house. Meanwhile, real estate agents have been ringing the phone off the hook asking for permission to list it. I've heard that people are buying houses just from what they can see through the windows.

We went into Baton Rouge to look at houses there for comparison sake, and quickly called Bob back & accepted his offer. Though I'm definately a city boy at heart, the city is not Baton Rouge. It was all suburb. The house we looked at was circa 1960. Small rooms, low ceilings.

We enrolled Christopher & Trisha in Runnels School in Baton Rouge. It is a small (though somewhat larger now!) private academic & fine arts school. We were quite impressed with everyone we met there and are relieved to have found such a good situation for them both. Christopher will be with some classmates from Ben Franklin High, including his closest friend, Bertrand. Bertrand & Nancy, his mom, are living with us in Zachary while she works trying to reconstruct Kirschman Furniture's IT system.

Trisha met one of her classmates during registration at Runnels, so she will have at least one person she knows in her classes.

The only down side is that it is about 25 miles away, on the opposite side of Baton Rouge from Zachary. And did I mention the traffic? News reports have said that there are 250,000 new residents of Baton Rouge, and though I don't think it can be that many, there are probably at least half that, and it seems like we are all driving our cars all the time.

At least Bertrand has his drivers license, so if his dad, working in New Orleans, can get their other car out of the city Bertrand can drive them all to school.