Anyone who has followed my parenting blog knows i have dealt with school frustration. It is good to see someone else’s frustrations with the process sometimes.
One of the really interesting things about cleaning up the rest of the other house, to move, is that we’re hitting exactly the sort of things we’d even forgotten had happened/existed.
For instance, we opened a box last packed away in 1990, when we moved from our very first house together. It would have been exciting if it hadn’t been packed by movers, who don’t seem to have the ability to distinguish between trash and office stuff. So, we had Dan’s business cards hoard, now with a lot of names and addresses either no longer in the business or no longer at that address/number; we had some sketch pads with funny drawings which back then was his way of dragging me away from writing. You know exactly what. We were 27. There were pictures of cartoon guys with googly eyes and “here’s looking at you kid,” etc. There were also…
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