Plucking Beard Hairs

The townhome is nearly empty of all large furniture items. Moving certainly has its moments...

Physically, I feel stronger...but exhausted. 

Spiritually...too soon to tell. Just another hunting season thus far. 

Mentally, I can't keep up. 

There's so much happening in Bend all the time. I'm tired of missing out on time-giving adventures just to stay home to pluck beard hairs while slugging away over boxes of useless knick-knacks. On an upbeat, Fela Kuti note, B and I are working together this summer, which has been completely awesome. Totally inspired. Makes up for the cute mouse driving a hole into our chair.