"Homeless" - A St. Louis Disaster Saga
Oh, hi! Now, before I launch into the tale that was our disastrous move to St. Louis, I'd like to preface this by saying that we are happy, healthy, and safe living in a cozy town called Columbia, Missouri. See the picture below for proof: Have a picture for the algae-rhythm (Always makes me think of my good friend and tattoo artist extraordinaire HonestBird ). Pictured above are two hams catching some tunes at a local Columbia event called 'ZipperFest'. Moving is always a lot of work. Whether it's a few miles away or hundreds, the physical and mental toll of moving ones entire life to a new place is never easy. In the weeks leading up to our departure, our schedules were jam packed with love, laughter, tears, gatherings, packing, planning. Whirlwind is the only word that comes close. It seemed that July came and went in the blink of an eye and before we knew it, with our multitude of wheels and our entire lives crammed into the moving truck, we made way. The first