Goodbye Tiny Tourist Town
Bright and early tomorrow morning the movers will arrive and take our furniture and the heavy boxes filled with books to our new home. This is our last night in Tiny Tourist Town. I should be excited, but to tell you the truth, I'm too exhausted to celebrate. We've had a hectic and relatively stress-free move so far; all but one member of our family has fared the transition well. Poor little Sam, our Teddy Terrier, had a nervous meltdown last week and is on doggy Prozac for the next few days. Sammy doesn't do change. Or flies. Or fireworks. Mitch and I figure he'll be just fine once he discovers there is a McDonald's less than a block from our new house; Sam loves their french fries. I'll post again as soon as we get the computers and internet service up and running. Can't wait to live in Springfield!




























