Here I am, down in the dog lobby – going online. Dare I say that at little time away from the internet has been a good thing.  I almost think that a 3G iPad – might replace my need for internet in the unit. But, I have been online since before the internet.

I am almost all unpacked. Except for the computer stuff.

While taking my boxes to recycling – I discovered a fine Pottery Barn dining room chair. It was a little dusty. I asked if I could take it, they said “Please – that way we’ll not have to pay to have it carted away.” My dining room chair is on it’s last legs. You have to sit carefully. I am liking the new chair.

Went for a walk today – as you can see – we live just on the edge of suburbia. The area doesn’t have the robust nightlife scene that the old place had. But, about all I ever did nightlife wise was to watch the comings and goings at 2AM when I wasn’t asleep.

All in all, life is good in the new place. Maybe even better than the old place. No, it is better than the old place. Old Army Brat training. Where you are is always better than where you were and not as good as where you will be next. But, at my age – I am not so sure about the wonderfulness of the next place. Isn’t there a Paul McCartney song about that?