The backstory: My sister and her husband have sold their house and are moving into a temporary residence while their new home is built. That meant that last Wednesday they loaded up 18 years worth of life well-lived. I texted her early in the morning to wish her good luck. I heard back from her at 8:45 am California time.
KO: I’ve already had my fill of moving. Ready to tap out.
Me: Hmmmm. If the van is emptied, you may tap out for now.
KO: Van is not emptied and also I think your standards are unreasonable.
Me: Well we can debate my standards after the van is emptied.
KO: God damn no flexibility on your part.
Me: Well that seems harsh. But true, as it turns out.
KO: I wanted to tell up to fuck off so I thought my sentiment was a nice compromise.
Me: Oh yeah, great work on the compromise. Sorry about the day. Treat yourself to tacos for lunch.
The move is complete and KO is celebrating a birthday weekend. She’s one of the funniest and most determined people I know, a woman who gets up and does what needs doing, takes a nap, and then gets after it again. Embrace the day, birthday girl, and know you are loved.
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