Full House . . .

We spent this wet Memorial Day Weekend moving my son Alex out of his New Brunswick apartment and cleaning the place up-- and I made the requisite drive today with a box spring and mattress roped to the top of the car, and now our basement, study, and storage area is full of his crap-- but it's nice to have him home for a while (although he's doing job interviews so maybe not for long) and the dog is very very happy to have the whole family under one roof.

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