Aug 21 2002
Good news!
Before you proceed any further, I have to warn you that on the rare occasions that I venture to sing, the cats flee in horror at the first few notes.
You have been warned. Continue at your own peril.
(Singing and skipping):
“Mom got the apartment! Mom got the apartment!”
Yesterday, I learned that Mom was approved to get the apartment John and I went to look at last month. It’s in Peggy Sue Got Married post, you’ve seen the town. It’s as lovely as it looks in the movies – a farming town with a beautifully preserved historic center, on the Petaluma River. Not too big, not too small, and best of all, less than an hour’s drive from where I live, instead of more than 500 miles away, the way it is now.
She can move in at the end of September, so my sisters and I have to get all the arrangements made before Megan and I go to England. Can we do it? Stay tuned. And I’ll try to stop singing.