I'm considering changes. Big changes. My life has become so comfortable, so routine, so stable.
On the five year plan is a move. A big move.
We are looking at Vermont.
On the planning board is a change in career.
I'm too old and too tired for what I am expected to do.
That is just a fact.
But it may have to wait for the significant downsizing that moving will entail.
The Boyz say: Really? You are going to put us in a car and drive us over a thousand miles to Vermont when you can barely drive us 40 miles to the vet and back without major disruptions in the harmony of your home?