Deconstruction

It's hard to dismantle a home. 

But we're doing it. And we're doing okay.

Well, we're doing okay-ish.

It's hard and it's weird and it's emotional and it's exhausting, but we're getting 'er done.

And so far the only blood has been from minor flesh wounds.

Well, relatively minor.

We're thinking about Mom and Dad constantly as we're clearing out their home while living in their home, all together, all weekend . . . 

. . . and although as Jacquie hilariously pointed out yesterday, there is still plenty of time for estrangement . . . 

. . . I think we're doing Mom and Dad proud.

Well, so far.

I love you guys. As Dad would say, you done good.