Either we are the luckiest people in the world or the stupidest. Time will tell. Our neighbors, friends, want to rent our house for two years. How does that sound, since we just happen to want to be gone for two years? Last night over wine we wrote up a contract. They will paint the kitchen. We will get out by the 16th of July.
Today is mother's day and the kids are making me brownies. We could eat the batter and be just as happy.
Peter called from the airport--his e-ticket to Washington DC hadn't been paid for and they wouldn't let him on the plane. Many frantic calls to some emergency travel number with the state department, "Are you calling about a medi-vac?" "Oh. Are you calling about Kiev?" Finally got someone who authorized a payment for a flight that leaves in an hour. What a morning I've had already. Later, I want to draw pictures of the house and play Carcassonne.