Today we had a nice talk with Molly who is helping us close on our house. After prying through the 2" stack of paperwork on the desk, she complimented me on managing to find everything they've needed so far--since our current personal "office" is literally a box of files. Our life, neatly compiled and labeled in a set of files that fits in a Walmart box. Everything else is drifting along an interstate somewhere, neatly packed in the back of an 18-wheeler, hopefully to arrive around the time we move into our house. It may never be this simplified again.

This afternoon, we walked along the river enjoying the sunshine on a peaceful winter day. When we arrived three weeks ago, the river was mostly frozen over with drifts of snow piled high. Now, it is running freely, teeming with ducks and mallards and a few fly-fishermen in waders.
We're trying to enjoy these slow afternoons, with time to explore and enjoy all that Boise has to offer. We'll have a routine soon enough, and whatever else life brings our way.
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