Moving Angst, Reminising, And A Boat Show In France

Settling into life in California means everything is different, but also more of the same. SNAFU (for you non-military types, google it).

5 am.  Wife and kids are asleep.   Dogs are asleep.  East-coast guests are asleep, though there is a significant danger that they will soon be awake since it is 830 on their internal clocks. 

I woke, as I often do, to dog poop in the kitchen.  Argh!!   Our little French Bulldog is an untrainable mess at this new house.

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Georgians into Californians -heck of a change.

So we MOVED!! We are now Californians. Teresa’s new job is off and running. (Alston-Raids-Reed-Smith-MoFo-for-New-San-Francisco-Office)

Teresa moved to San Fran in March, but visited Atlanta a lot.  We visited her a bunch too. In the short term we rented a house in Tiburon with great views.

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