It is difficult being on different pages. That was where my wife and I found ourselves last week, the week before we moved to a new town. I figured the week would be filled with spontaneous daytrips, catnaps, and late-night dance montages. Not my dear, old wife, though, bless her. Turns out, she was dead-set on actually taking all our stuff with us when we move!
Can you believe that? I mean, how many chances in life do you get to make a clean break? We could start over without even having to t...
Published on August 19, 2013 09:17