Shit gets real

Real indeed. Our last weekend in The Jerz. We are T-6 days from hitting the road. Boxes abound in Swamp HQ. The dogs sense something is up. The route is (mostly) planned, the packing has (sort of) begun, the excitement is (definitely) ramping up. And our astonishingly heavy-footed upstairs neighbors are reminding me how good an idea this move is on a variety of levels.

I’m gonna miss this view.

And, of course, Star is “helping.”