Done living in our own apartment for now.
Back where we started when we first got here. That seems a long time ago. Funny thing about moving, it stirs up a lot of memories. You look through old papers, old things, think about what you’re getting rid of, make the decision to keep it or not. And part of what you remember is the feeling when you started up with all the old anticipations, and then memory starts traveling forward through what one has been through in that place.
The computer remembered. I still have the laptop we originally came down with and it hooked up to the wireless here with no problem. Which is an odd feeling: the memories make it seem like a long time ago and the laptop makes it seem like just yesterday.