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8. Begin already with "Hidden Resources"
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9. Scrubble Mozart's chin (ongoing)
10. Catch up email
Saturday, October 3rd, 2009
8. Begin already with "Hidden Resources"
9. Scrubble Mozart's chin (ongoing)
10. Catch up email
Weekend, Day One
Saturday, October 3rd, 2009 07:20 pmToday is the twenty-first anniversary of our arrival in Maine, where we discovered in short order that Steve's job with the Skowhegan Reporter, promised to be waiting for him. . .wasn't, and that the house we had rented. . .also wasn't, as the daughter of the man who had rented it to us had left her husband while we were driving up from Maryland, and needed a place to stay.
So did we.
We landed at the Skowhegan Campground, where the Wal*Mart stands today, with our belongings in a storage facility up on Route 201. Steve and me and Archie and Arwen and Brandee were kind of snug in the cabin, which became our home for three weeks until we came up with an apartment in-town that wasn't much bigger.
I read Brothers in Arms, my first Lois McMaster Bujold novel, in that cabin, tucked in bed with a miserable cold, and the Miller-Gun blasting away for all it was worth.
The morning after our arrival, October 4, 1988, I walked outside to stand on our little porch, surveyed the snow, and yelled at Steve to come out and look, so I could say, "I told you so."
So did we.
We landed at the Skowhegan Campground, where the Wal*Mart stands today, with our belongings in a storage facility up on Route 201. Steve and me and Archie and Arwen and Brandee were kind of snug in the cabin, which became our home for three weeks until we came up with an apartment in-town that wasn't much bigger.
I read Brothers in Arms, my first Lois McMaster Bujold novel, in that cabin, tucked in bed with a miserable cold, and the Miller-Gun blasting away for all it was worth.
The morning after our arrival, October 4, 1988, I walked outside to stand on our little porch, surveyed the snow, and yelled at Steve to come out and look, so I could say, "I told you so."