Mon mari’s ears are burning. Or, at least, they should be. I have been cursing him roundly for the last 4 hours. He, smart man that he is, escaped to the plumbing store in order to fix the shower drain. You guessed it! The move is has not gone as smoothly as one could hope. We said ‘au revoir’ to Vlad’s house yesterday afternoon, after 3 trips hauling stuff by mon mari and 7 hours of packing and cleaning by yours truly. At our house, this is what we needed to turn into a bedroom of sorts….
