Eliza loves watching us pack up the house, so much in fact, that she wanted to be part of the action. So I gave her a large wardrobe box to play in (which kept her entertained for about 20 golden minutes), and here’s a few of the shots I snapped while she played.
Now that the press releases have hit the streets and the word is going around, I might as well make it official. We are moving to Orlando (that’s in Florida). Wait. What? Yeah, Orlando. Our daughter has no idea just how much more awesome her life is gonna get living down the street from Mickey Mouse.
KyAnn and I will both be maneuvering into awesome, new jobs, working as ‘new media’ and digital content developers for a joint venture between Fisher Communications and The Daily Buzz. I even get a fancy job title: “Director of Digital Content”; my wife will be the “Vice President of Lifestyle Content”. You’re working with your wife? Yes, I’m working with my wife… again. How did this happen exactly? Well, we both previously worked for Troy McGuire, the mastermind behind this operation. He’s sorta like the mysterious Jacob on Lost, where somewhere in our pasts we each crossed paths with him and unknowingly became candidates in his vast, cosmic conspiracy. Even if KyAnn and I had never become a couple, in an alternate-sideways universe, we would still end up both moving to Orlando and working for Troy McGuire. Obviously, “the island isn’t done with me yet”, and I’m sure there are others out there he’s watching from his fancy, hidden lighthouse.
I don’t know if this analogy completely works – I’m still trying to make the ‘numbers’ fit into it. Anyway, I’m now taking questions…