Tired

We are implementing our drang nach suden strategy, gearing up to move from Yankeeland back south. Chez Borepatch goes on the market tomorrow (the sign is already out front, at the edge of the secure perimeter).

The place looks pretty dang good. That's because we've more or less killed ourselves making repairs, painting, polishing, getting rid of junk, and everything that goes along with staging our invasion return.

Lord willing and the creek don't rise, we'll sell it before the first snow. Wish us luck.