Well it has been a hell of a nine days since we left DC. For the two weeks prior to our Nov. 14 departure, we were in a haze of celebration of George’s attainment of the Ph.D. (go husband!), fevered attempts to give away or sell 95% of our possessions, preparations for the move and for the road trip and lots of goodbyes. Now, my friends, we are nomads and living on the road!
Ok I’m a slacker on Stray Frames and, frankly, a slacker on personal photos for these two months. I even went all the way over to Europe and barely cracked the camera. What can I say? I’ve got a husband to take the cellphone snapshots and also a husband I’d have to drag around to wait patiently on me to get the street stuff I want (I generally leave the postcard-photos to the masters and those that have the luxury of time).
People are always saying that time speeds up as you get older. I’m not sure I believe it 100%, but I can believe that all the things I do monthly (write these posts, for instance) do seem to come far more often than would be predicted by the word “monthly”. We’re living a busy life. It’s exciting, but it moves quickly. April came and went, then May. Now it’s June. We’ll blink and another wedding season will have come and gone. In the meantime, we press on and take things as one-day-at-a-time as possible.