Hope you had a happy Independence Day!
Bruce, Emmie, and I spent it up north in Wisconsin, visiting a different in-law: Bruce's sister. It was a classic couple days of brats, cheese, and beer. All was peaceful, until I pulled out a Chicago Bears baby bottle for Emmie in public. I quickly realized all Packers' eyes were on us. Luckily we made it out of there safely.
You know the feeling of coming home after a trip away? You open the door, put down your bags, and inhale the satisfaction of being home again?
I miss that.
Don't get me wrong - I feel as comfortable as I could here. We have our bed and TV and some pictures on the wall, but it's more like an extended stay somewhere else. And that's fine, because yearning for a key to our own front door keeps us motivated.
If we work hard for what we want, someday we're gonna move out and upwards. Isn't that what America's all about?
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