Wonderful

Dear Peoples,

111 steps if I am pulling the wagon, full and slow and heavy down the hall. 111 steps when it’s loaded, tipping tall with tables and chairs, books and games, rugs and lamps and the benevolent Rinpoche. When I came back empty it is 101 Steps. If I take the dolly it is 111 steps, with a dresser or bookshelf, heavy and slow is how I roll. It is closer by ten steps when I glide home relieved of my load, go figure.

It would be great if it was closer when I was rolling heavy, slow and low.

I have gone back and forth eighteen times, with the trail-ready radio flyer or the U-haul utility dolly, load it up and empty it out. I have seen 6 people in the hall while doing these 100 odd steps, two of which inquired, “moving?”

Hope things are well and good in your neck of the woods. Especially if you just had a baby the other day, because then you are in for it. The weird and wonderful times ahead…

I love you

Kleine