Sometimes interesting things will happen and I think hey, you know what? People out there on the internet would like to read about that. I should start a blog! Then I remember that I already have a blog. Then something else happens immediately and I forget whatever interesting thing just happened because wait, what? And then I watch Doctor Who and fall asleep.

So yeah. Hi.

We moved! Moving bites a butt, that’s what. But we did it, we got everything out of that apartment. How can a small apartment hold so much stuff? Good sweet lord — you just don’t even know. Too much. We would pack everything up, ALL OF IT, and load it up and drive it to the new place, unload. THen we’d say “Hey, you wanna go with me to run over and grab the few last little things?”

And we’d drive over and walk in and there’s be eight more truckloads of stuff scattered around. It was like one of those miracles you hear about except awful. You only hear about happy miracles, but some are bound to be either neutral or sort of annoying right?

Through it all Graham had a pathetic and miserable cold, which he gave to me because he is nice and likes to give me things. So that has slowed down my unpacking efforts a lot. And all week, this is how I talk: ubbbbgub ub-gub.

We were trying to study what led up to the American revolution (Nicolaus pointed out that a revolution is really a civil war until you know who wins at the end), but it’s hard to be an enthusiastic teacher whed you tahg liyg dis becas you cad breed through your dose.

Graham says he is still very sick. He is a liar. He tells everyone (cheerfully) that he has been sick for twenty days, and people back away because no one wants twenty day-old germs. He doesn’t look sick. I do though. The guy at the post office said something like “WOW. I hope you don’t feel like you look today!”

Couldn’t be offended because I did. I felt exactly as rotten as I looked, with my drippy I’m a first grader nose and my frizzy hair and my weary oh my god we just moved eyes.

All of that to say: Sorry for not posting. Busy and lame.

But!! But but but but but! The new place is perfect for us. Technically it’s not much bigger — maybe an extra hundred square feet? BUT the layout is better. Our apartment was shaped like a big giant letter U, with all of the useful rooms cradled inside of long hallway arms. The halls were weird and bumpy and only a little bit usable. Here we have no hallways. None! Another miracle! Who is the patron saint of efficient design and architecture?

But the best thing is the yard. Oh the yarrrrd. We didn’t know how much we wanted a yard. It’s big and lumpy with weird little holes and hills, covered in some kind of weedy ground cover, and surrounded by trees and scrubby bushes and other things that nobody planted on purpose; they just grew there and were never mowed down.

More on the yard and what wonderful happy sappy things it means tomorrow. Must sleep now. The boys wake up much earlier now that their bedroom has sunlight.