It's real.

Whoa. Yeah. This is happening. There are people looking at our house on the weekends. And stuff is starting to disappear. The piano's gone. The soap shelf in the basement is gone. The Subaru is fixed and ready to sell.

It's kinda cool, going through piles of crap I haven't looked at in years. And then throwing it away.


Kerry left yesterday. Ken Davis shows up on Saturday. My mom the following weekend. Party last weekend, wedding this. Swimming lessons and Japanese lessons for the kids started. And oh, yeah, it's ou 12th anniversary today. Here's to 12 more years of this chaos.

I'm looking forward to leaving the country. Maybe I can get some rest. But I doubt it.