Yep. Changes are a foot. I've begun to pack up my belongings as Pickles the Cat and I are moving to a new place by the end of this month, after just over two and a half years here in this little cottage. We've rode out the storms and near floods, countless power outages, tree limbs bouncing of our roof, raccoon fights on my back deck, cats fighting to the (near) death in our yard, freezing cold nights and blistering hot days, as well as lots of ups and downs. We've done a lot in this little place. I'm actually going to miss it.