A Change of Scenery.

A few weeks ago, AMF and I decided that the DC area would be our home. The previous plan was for the two of us to settle in the Chicago suburbs, but, you know- things change. Last Sunday, we signed a lease on a place in Arlington, and as soon as I can find gainful employment out that way, I'll be a Virginian.

There's a lot that goes into a decision like this, so, being responsible and mature adults, we put lots into it. There are plenty of folks who think it's a poor decision, but it's ours, so, I'll take good care of it.

We moved continually throughout my childhood, so I suppose that heading out East is no big deal. That said, I've been in Illinois for the last seven years, so I'm sure I'll miss Illinois. I'll certainly miss my family. I'll also miss the couple of friends I still have out here, as well as my favorite bar. So, it goes. A new chapter begins.

Ben recently relocated himself, from the Chicago area to Madison, WI. The change seems to have done him some good. At the very least, it's done me some good, as it's resulted in some updates to his oft-dormant blog. There are some great pieces here, and I hope his recent increase in output continues. I encourage you to check out his site; whether or not you're a fan of punk music or not, you'll certainly be a fan of his storytelling.

Dogged.

For the time being, I'm living back home, a perfectly respectable thing for a man nearing 30 to be doing.

I just turned around and saw that the dogs made their way up here to the "office," and are expecting to sleep in my room in the absence of my parents. This is truly a different world. I'm used to a squalid one-bedroom environment with a cat, and I've moved to a decidedly non-squalid multi-roomed environment sans cat with a pair of dogs. I'll adapt, because I'm adaptable.

Yes, this is a wholly different world.

Yeah, I'm Alive.

So, stop asking.

Things have been very busy, leaving little time for updating the "blog." Apologies.

I'm moved out of my old place and living with my folks while AMF and I get our respective stuff together for a married life. Being "home" is certainly a change, but thus far, it's been pleasant. Truman is living, for the time being, at my sister's, and he seems to be adapting well. I visit him, though not as often as I should, and I need to remedy this.

I saw him climb stairs for the first time ever earlier in the week. I felt like a proud father.

Since last writing, I've been to Atlanta to see AMF and her family. It was nice to see everyone. I'm definitely adding some great folks to my world. Tomorrow, I fly out to DC to see AMF for a busy weekend of assorted errands, plans, and to-dos. As I've said, things have been busy, and they continue to be so. I'll try my hardest to keep up.

Again: I am alive. Thanks for asking.