My last post from Brooklyn, maybe. Or, hell, maybe not.

We are moving in six days. Coincidentally, I’m dying. It’s nothing serious, just some all-over body pain and nausea and a stabby stabbiness behind my eyes and also my heart is leaping and tripping about in my chest. That kind of thing.

As you can imagine, or understand, or if not understand at least believe, posting will be light here for the next couple of weeks. We didn’t even get our cable set up yet, is how organized we are. And kids, Mommy does not do dial-up.