We have moved. Nineteen years ago I said never again, but we did.
Almost too tired to eat. Night before last we went to a box store and couldn’t get help. Tired, so we went to Cracker Barrel across the street. Chicken and dumplings. And biscuits. Comfort food. I asked the server what we might get as take out and nuke for breakfast. She sent over the manager. Good suggestions, so we have had Cracker Barrel take out 2 mornings. After we closed on the old house, we went to the Winter Garden Pizza Company. Bought a big pizza. Voila. More home cooking.
Today Sandy made beef stew in the Crock Pot. Real food for a change.
We have the car in the garage. It’s tight, but she’s in. Happy New Year. ‘Tis well after midnight in London. Good night. My who-done-it awaits.