Yep.
Riding off into the sunset.
Taillights. Roaddust.
September 30 is my last day at work. Ever. Ever ever ever.
Retiring into genteel poverty with all of my marbles.
Already signed a lease on an old but refurbished two-story wood-frame house with a front porch and a back deck and a nice big backyard in eastern North Carolina, 1/2 block from the river.
So . . . from here on, into sometime in October, my appearance here may become a little . . . spotty. I have a lot to do.
But I shall return.
How's your move, Steph? I could use some encouragement . . .