Last day at Seven Cycles

There is always a bit of nostalgia when you leave something. Even when you know it is the right time to move on---and everything is right. Growing pains. Remember how when you were a kid and you'd get those actual, physical pains? Yeah, those. Amazing to be *my* age and still dealing with them. There is certainly more excitement than pain though. "Way" more.

Something about this time of year---right after my birthday and right before Mike's. We are packing and boxing and hauling and loading. Again. But this time we are heading West. Homeward bound. We found a place in Northwest Reno---an arms throw from the California border. Elevation (5,500') and mountains and high desert.

To further motivate us, a Nor Easter just dumped about a foot of snow and ice and now rain. Boston, up to now, was on pace to have a record low snowfall this year...by several inches. But the last 24 hour totals have eliminated that notion and now we're not even in the top three.

In any case, Mike and I have accepted exciting new opportunities to work for Sinclair Imports in Verdi, NV. We're very excited. We should be packing up a moving truck and heading West sometime next week (Thursday?). In the meantime we are boxing up stuff and trying to get organized. With both of us working over full time, we've left it all until now. The last few times we've done this, one of us had a little more time on their hands to get the house in order to move. Not this time. So we've allowed ourselves a little time to get it done.

The Taylor's are moving West! The first to be packed and ready is Sydney. She wishes everyone was as quick to get it together since now she just remains a little nervous while she sits on the couch and watches.

Happy Saturday!