I am between homes — driving at least an hour every day.

The batteau is in the water — some days are better for the boys than others, but the weekend I spent on it was like nothing else I’ve ever experienced.

My second beloved job is almost over — next Tuesday is my last day, and today I was coerced into having a party to celebrate my tenure (if you can call it that) the day before.

Earlier this week, I stir-fried a zucchini from my garden — totally delicious.

I still have no job in Richmond — the applications are being sent, but still no offers (and more importantly, paychecks).

Soon, I’ll come up for air.


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