People keep congratulating us on our move, which is very nice, but a little premature. Up to today I've been hanging out in C-ville, wrapping up some work while Aaron and Battle enjoy the luxury of furniture in our new Alexandria apartment. (We rented a truck and moved all the big stuff about two weeks ago.)
Back at the ranch, I have been sleeping in our gutted apartment, on an air mattress that stays inflated about 5 hours if you don't touch it and around 1-3 hours if you attempt physical contact. I've developed a pretty good routine of waking up every few hours to pump in some more air. There's nothing like a little mid-night exercise to keep the forearms strong. It's almost like camping, it makes you really appreciate the arrival of morning. All that's missing is gorgeous natural surroundings. Good thing I have a good imagination.
Anyway, all that will soon come to an end as TODAY I plan to fold up my sad little plastic bed and join the masses in NOVA.
2 comments:
every 1-3 hours huh? Sounds like the air mattress has given you mothering prep
Dang! I was so confused about when you were leaving. I had cookie dough all ready and everything but now you're gone. How was the homecoming?
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