People say moving is like child birth. You do it, it's painful, and then when the dust settles you forget all of the hard work you put into it. I can't say that I've forgotten about that part yet, as we just moved last weekend-but things are coming along. Mike and I moved from Mercer Island to Issaquah to a great house. It's tiny, it's cute-but we love it. It's definitely suburbia...I think Mike said something like "It's like Martha Stewart threw up Pleasantville." The move was tough-combining two households is an art and to top it off, Mike left town 3 days after we moved. So the dogs and I have slowly but surely been getting things put back together. Watch for the housewarming invite soon!
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