Lasts

On Sunday, I woke up at my Mom's house in CT for the last time ever.  We agree that the sheer coincidence of her moving to NC within 48 hours of our moving to MA must be a cosmic joke.  After parting with the house I grew up in, my Mom until she visits next year, and the cutest dog on earth, I headed back into the city to continue the madness of our own departure.  The Evans girls have left the tri-state.

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Sunday evening was the last time I'll hang at Sue's, an EV touchstone for the last few years.  She and her man head to the land of homeownership in the coming months.  I said goodbye to she and Jenny.  Pretty much the worst, but I hope to see their lovely faces in Asia come fall.

Yesterday we left Manhattan, presumably for the last time in a long time and are now officially residents of the Berkshires.  Moishe's movers are the EFFING BEST and the pool house looks fantastic.  We're taking a break at the moment, and then its back to unpacking.  I have never interacted with our stuff more than I have in the last few weeks.  I have to say, our new mantra may be "Minimalism in '12."

In the next 48 hours, I'm hoping to wrap a lot of the matter-cycling up and start thinking about our trip.  We leave for Mongolia in less than 2 weeks and while I'm fully geared up, I'm woefully under-prepared.  Holy Mongoly.