Hey! Somebody buy our house! We had a couple of people look at it yesterday afternoon, and somebody drove by for a pamphlet today. I hope it sells quickly. Say, sometime before we’re completely buried in pine pollen.
Tensions have been high here in Bryceland as we’ve been getting the house ready to sell. Compromises, disappointments, and a disturbing sort of resignation have rushed in to fill the vacuum left by all the stuff we’ve sent away already. In the spirit of that very resignation, the less said, the better. But the result is that I’ve been withdrawing into myself, which is basically my kneejerk reaction to any sort of hardship. I’ve gotta work on that, it only makes me feel lonelier.