Saying Goodbye in Two Weeks vs. Eight Months

When Tara and I plotted our escape from the Pacific Northwest in 2018, we had a lot of time to prepare. About eight months from the moment we made that decision over mozzarella-wrapped fried pickles in a Rapid City pub one warm fall evening. So much time, we embarked upon a "PNW Farewell Tour," revisiting … Continue reading Saying Goodbye in Two Weeks vs. Eight Months

Reverse early-bird special.

Pro tip: if you're going to have a garage sale, don't post it 48 hours early. I made that mistake today. Not that I blame myself; we have a million and three things going on, and I'm trying to be as efficient as possible. Stayin' on top of shit. We're planning a big garage sale … Continue reading Reverse early-bird special.

(How to) Manifest Destiny

Good hell. You guys and this move are like some cosmic anomaly. Ashley Johnson My friend Ashley isn't wrong. Call it fate, or karma, or extremely good luck, but for whatever reason, everything has been going pretty smoothly with this move so far. I'd knock on wood, but it's all been boxed up. Case in … Continue reading (How to) Manifest Destiny

Give me a home where no buffalo roam.

Now that we're packing up all our worldly possessions, we're running across things we no longer need or use. Case in point: I found a check register from 2010. If you're a certain age, you might not even know what a check register is. For the uninitiated (I'm looking at you, Millennials!), it is/was a … Continue reading Give me a home where no buffalo roam.

Flamingos, fireflies, and mosquitoes, oh my!

"I feel like a dog that's been chasing after a car and finally caught it. Now what?!" Tara Petruska Man, I get that sentiment. I've been so hyper-focused on finding a job — the kindling to get this fire started — that after the initial wave of jubilation faded, reality set in. Namely, we don't … Continue reading Flamingos, fireflies, and mosquitoes, oh my!

Letting the cow out of the bag.

I’ve been keeping a little secret, but it’s time to let the cow out of the bag. I was in Madison, Wisconsin again last week. Just me; Tara stayed home. I left on Saturday morning, driving to Sibley, Iowa, where I spent the night. It was a charming little town. Quintessential Midwest. I chose Sibley … Continue reading Letting the cow out of the bag.

A basket full of goodness on the highway to hell.

I brought my lunch to work yesterday and was eating in my office, but I made a beeline for the break room sink once I got to my peach. One bite and I knew my desk would have been a sticky mess had I stayed. There’s something about a ripe peach that is sublime. It’s … Continue reading A basket full of goodness on the highway to hell.

Speak nicely or forever hold your “peace!”

Feels like I’ve been away forever! I’ll just blame this rare stretch of cat-got-my-tongue on being super busy. Which certainly isn’t untrue, though there may be more to the story than just that. Don’t you hate it when people are vague? Anyhoo, there was nothing vague about karma bitch-slapping my wife in the face one … Continue reading Speak nicely or forever hold your “peace!”