Goodbye, Clocktower Drive

It's just after midnight and I'm not sure why my fully charged laptop was at 0% battery after a few hours in my bag. This doesn't bode well. Maxwell and Zara are asleep by the suitcases, but I had an evening coffee to keep me going so I'm still up. This has been an exciting week and now the final moments have arrived. Everything we're keeping is in the storage unit. Much has been donated to Goodwill. The apartment is as clean as it's going to get.

Tomorrow we fly to Boston, then Iceland, then Norway. I wish we were staying in Iceland long enough to see some stuph, but I'm sure we'll be back. Well, I hope we'll be back. There is still way to much uncertainty in my life, and I just keep piling on more. I am looking forward to the solice of running in the mountains around Bergen. With all my energy spent on moving I haven't really been running. Next week that's going to change.

I want to make our place in Norway a destination that people want to come visit. When we lived in California it was exciting and we had company often, but Tennessee not so much. Being a good host takes some work, but I think it's worth it. Won't you come visit us?