I didn’t mean to be all mysterious about Boston – because it’s been forefront in my mind for nearly a year now, it seemed obvious to me why we were moving.
But, for those of you who do not spend 75% of your waking hours (and 50% of your sleeping ones) pondering my future, perhaps it was not quite so obvious.
Bart has accepted a job in Boston, so once he graduates in August, we’ll be off. I am thrilled, of course, about the job, the new city, the adventure, the East Coast.
But my heart will break into a million pieces when we leave Austin.