We’ve started reading chapter books to Baguette at bedtime. Our first was The Trumpet of the Swan by E.B. White. Neither Mr. Sandwich nor I had read that as children,...
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Why My House is Messy
I know my house is messy. I’m not a good housekeeper. I never have been, and neither was my mother. I know she would have recognized herself in Claire McCarthy’s...
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In Escrow
After work I headed over to the FedEx Kinko’s to send off a handful of forms in varying states of completion. However, I am assured that incomplete forms are just...
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We’re Movin’ On Up
Not to a deluxe apartment in the sky, but to a three-bedroom, 1-1/2 bath house with an actual garage. Assuming everything goes well, that is. The home inspection went reasonably...
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Coming Home
I just want to pull into my driveway and see no one. I just want to be able to walk from my car to my door without wondering: friend or...
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Why We Want Our Own Place, Part II
My last post on this subject focused on the negatives of our current domicile. That shows what we want to move away from–but what do we want to move to?...