Moving Again

The thing about our marriage is that there’s equal giving and taking.  J does all the cooking and I do all the packing.  J decided that a 90-minute commute (one way) is insane, which I wholeheartedly agree, but Californians don’t seem to mind.  So he’s found a one bedroom rental in a gated community of multi-million dollar homes in Laguna Beach.  Moving there brings his commute time down to 10 minutes.  I have since packed up all his belongings for the third time in 2 weeks, and would love nothing more than to never have to see another cardboard box or a roll of packing tape…

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