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the occupation of Ashley and Levon

Life at 1241 is crazy these days.  We are packing for the storage unit and seperately packing to live out of the car for a couple of months.  Fortunately, you can’t wrinkle a threadbare, polyester-blend, plaid shirt from Goodwill and I have maybe a months worth of them that fit in my backpack.  

The Datsun is parked on Broadway where maybe it will get hit or stolen, possibly even purchased; but a quick and easy, no haggling check from the insurance company sounds easier to negotiate. 

At work I am consumed managing responsibilities I have chairing a committee for a statewide youth competition in middle Tennessee on my last day, March 7th.  Ashley has an April exhibit exploring elements of hierarchies and is painting like a mad woman to get it done.  We will both be on friends’ couches come this Sunday.  Did I mention I have a broken finger on my dominant hand?   

I just convinced myself that I don’t really need to be blogging right now.  If you want, check out my jingle contest that is underway for Tennessee Saves Week.  Vote by leaving a comment.  These kids are talented.


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