ARE WE IN A HOTEL?
STATUS: Recovering
FAVE LINKEY-POO RIGHT THIS SECOND: Susanna just signed a new writer, Rachael, who has a fab blog. Yay for cool writers who sign with cool agents!
So, July was a blur, but we made it to the finish line, which entailed:
- Rob filming and wrapping his movie, Starlight and Superfish
- Me finishing edits on Donut Days and turning them in. Yay!
- Both of us leaving Whitmore Lake and moving to Ypsilanti, home of the phallic water tower.
We are in our new house, which is dreamy. It’s cute, quiet, and the neighbors have been super friendly, introducing themselves and welcoming us to the neighborhood. Amos has a fenced-in back yard, and I have my very own office, once I get it set up, that is. Our first night in the house, Rob and I turned to each other and asked, “Are we in a hotel?” It’s just that nice.
Unfortunately, Rob and I both got sick immediately after the closing, so it’s been a slow unpacking process. We work, then rest, then sleep. I went to bed at 6:30 last night. No kidding.
Life is really good, though. We are in a great place — literally and figuratively. Now if I could just find a kitchen table …