Worried about the money, but I think in some ways it will jump start us, recharge us.
We have been here for nearly 11 years.
That in and of itself seems amazing and sad. This is the longest I've ever lived in one building, and I feel sad to go--more to leave our very nice landlord.
And yet, it's not as if we are friends with them. We can barely understand them. In the first few years when our dog, Fedora, was alive we would exchange gifts. I would bake them something and they would give us dog biscuits and Bailey's, but it never progressed to anything like a friendship.
But change is always hard. We have a moving truck booked for the 23rd. So I this may be another missed month. Christmas among boxes.