A good portion of my time since then has been about work and getting to and from; I was a little concerned about jumping from the frying pan into the fire and that seems to be what I've done. Still, I like it and I can see ships every day on my way to and from work, to say nothing of the giants towering above me in Building 10.

We're house shopping in a confused market, too, and seeing family and the sights in the margins. We're recalibrating our estimates of just how much of a project house young parents with a big job should tackle, but feeling excited about rolling up our sleeves.

Happy Birthday, America! This has always been my favorite holiday and spending it on Little Bay de Noc sounds pretty nice.