Thank you siblings for the heavy lifting to get all our furniture, a tree, a cord of wood and some booze into the house before Christmas. We’re forever grateful for your enthusiasm and stamina.
Moving
Bye, Northwest
So, it’s time. We booked our last minute tickets for three to Burlington. One way. At least we like each other. I think we’ll have fun, but I think this serious gal is a Seattleite at heart.
Moving East
After a double triple Maker’s, I asked Matt, “What are we doing?” We had spent another evening grumbling about work and worrying about Craig. If this were a Nicholas Sparks movie (as it should be per Michael G.), you (the audience) would be growing tired of the nightly ritual and wishing for intrigue, adultery, suspense. This was becoming tiresome. Continue reading
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