D.’s family has just gone. I like them very much. I mean, for in-laws who didn’t speak to me for a fair part of a year just because I was new and unfamiliar and, in particular, for a mother-in-law who still mentions that maybe Lorraine could come down and help D. insulate her bedroom or clean the garage or paint her toenails (well not that last, but probably!), I really enjoy spending time with them. They are also exhausting in the way that eight and sixteen and sixty year olds are for people without kids (or grandmothers) at home. Indelicate comments and high energy aside, it was a beautiful weekend spent sucking up springtime in DC.
In other news, there might be promising news on the future front. No specifics for now, but think kind thoughts and share any tips for sounding smart on the telephone!
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