Day 3,099: Ninety Nine

I love a good ninety-nine. On the brink of a new triple digits. It’s fun to say.

Big day today. We wrapped up the last of our business, officially, at the apartment building. We are no longer apartment mangers.

Ten years.

I suppose I’m living in my own “nine” at the moment: thirty-nine. That’s how many trips I’ve taken around the solar system. My number of orbits. It will be forty later this year. That’s a nice round number. Very interesting that we’re making this move at that age, when...