Holy moly, we are swamped by our full boxes. I hope the U-Haul is big enough. We are probably right in phase, but it feels like it is time to panic. I scheduled regular life during these last 2 weeks coming up. Could be a big mistake.

I'm really sad to be leaving Dad. He's 92 and a half and still going strong. I will be missing some good years with him. Of course, I will return several times a year to see him.

Valori thinks we are almost ahead of the game. Go Val! We are all looking forward to the big drive north. Lucas is planning to help us pack and drive. What a godsend!

Some main men I'm sad to be going away from...

Here's Dad, tending his garden this March.
















My son, Spudde (the one in black), at the circus school in Oakland.














Spudde and Pamela














Brother-bro Steve.















Amani Carey-Simms, co-founder of The Attik, in my life since 1990.

31 days to lift off

It's dawning on us that we will need to pack our things. We are so excited. Valori packed 3 boxes already. That should hold us until the last week. Then we'll hit it.