I suppose the smart thing to do would have been to give
ourselves a little bit of time between quitting my job, packing up our house
and flying to Boise. Why we weren’t smart, though, I can’t recall.
For whatever reason, I had convinced us that we should quit
my job on Thursday, pack up all of our belongings into a moving truck on Friday
then catch a 6 a.m. flight from Rochester to Boise on Saturday morning.
And so begins Chapter 2: Year One, 2006-07
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