If you give a kid a camera…

We were stuck in our mostly empty apartment on Tuesday waiting for the cable guy. We needed to be there between the hours of 12 and 4.
Try to guess when he showed up.
I’ll give you a hint: I could’ve gotten there by 3 and still been bored.
Now try to guess how we spent our time.

Wow. [...]

If moving is my hobby, shouldn’t I be good at it by now?

She said, after realizing that she had grossly underestimated the time, effort, and stress of the latest move.
‘Round about 10:30 p.m., Mr. French said, “Somewhere, somehow, we got something wrong here.”
At least the hard part is over.
I would like to be here.

But instead I’m here.

10 points to me for finding my camera cord!
(in the bathroom, [...]

You know you move a lot when….

1. You have to forward your mail from two different addresses. (Personally, I’ve had to do it from three.)
2. It physically pains you to get rid of perfectly good boxes. You know you’ll need them again someday.
3. You look forward to moving because you can stop cleaning the house three weeks prior. (You’ll never have [...]

Well, if that’s the way you’re going to bee.

As many of you know, we live in two places. (all at once! we’re so special!)
We go back “home” every weekend. (we’re soooo hip and cool.)
This last time we were home, I went out on the back deck to clean out my vacuum canister (Wait? I have to clean two houses? by myself?!)
and I noticed [...]

And now you know his real name.

Not sure why he decided to write it on his leg, but it might come in handy if they are ever separated.

(If you’re taking my picture, does that mean I’m not really in trouble?)

Dear Molly,

I hope it was everything you dreamed it would be
and more.
Love,
Me