In short:
Michael has moved out on his own
My step father has been moved through stages 3, 4, and 5 of Alzheimers, and into a care facility
Shannon & I are moving to someplace in the region from Eugene to Portland, depending on the job hunt
“Sight Unseen” should deliver some result in its search for publication this week or next
I am making ritual-value motions toward writing while preparing for the move
Very eventful. I hope you’ll find the time to keep us updated.
(I thought Michael had moved out some time ago.)
*hugs*
Good riddance on the one, sad about the other. It’s too bad brains and hearts don’t communicate to coordinate when it’s time to quit.