We just can’t stay put, it seems. After 1.5 years in beautiful Pittsburgh, we’re off to Burlington, Iowa. This gadding about the US is exciting, but I wish we could bypass the whole “move” part. The Rescues seem to have weathered it all, and love the fact that they have a big house and a yard with which to hide bones and bodies.
The hubs had told me ‘way back, “Stick with me, kid, and you’ll see the world.” Not sure he had Iowa in mind, but it’s very cool being a Mid-Westie in a small town where people only lock their doors at night, and no one’s in a rush and stop to welcome the new-comers.
So please excuse the boxes and packing paper. I’m getting organized as fast as I can!