A Bittersweet Moving Day

Are all moving days bittersweet? I didn't move around when I was a kid. But I have made plenty of friends who have, and who continue to do so.

Friends went home early this morning. We will meet back in California in July. This afternoon, I moved to house sit for them. A 5-bedroom house, though I'm not completely alone. Kaylor and Donny come over for lunch and dinners. And a family of 5 visit on the weekends. The school is across the street. Tonight, from across the street, I can hear the guards laughing and chattering away. 24-hour internet access, a month of free cable and even a bathtub. Simply spoiled.