Transplanted

My days in The ATL have been fairly predictable since I work from home–and while some days I love that, other days I feel like I’m Bill Murray in “Ground Hog Day.” Welp, not any more. Times they are a changing again.

Because our one-year rental lease expired, we are moving to another part of the city. The decision was an easy one since we had a few complaints about the house, including a mold problem, cockroaches, it is apparently a mosquito nest in the summer, has spiders like I’ve never seen and trees surrounding the home which a) prevent me from being able to see the sky and b) fall on people’s homes, plus a shower that doesn’t work and the list goes on.

Now that we found a great apartment with a view of the city, yay, we have to down size big time (anyone in the market for a used mower that is self-propelled?) and move in a couple of weeks. Add to that a trip to Salt Lake so we can fix up our house for a new renter and me beginning to network in The ATL for freelance and there’s much less time to worry about trees falling on my head, which is great. (Pictures of the new view to come!)