When we saw the cover of this week’s New Yorker, we laughed out loud. THAT’S US!! we thought. We may be making a Pollack-esque painting inadvertently on the side of the house, but we’re DEFINITELY out of control and off balance. We’re juggling too much while trying to hold up our pants and keep from falling off the ladder.
The clear message: We need some time off. So ‘the improvised life’ is going quiet for a week or so until we get our bearings,our health, and a mighty ‘improvised life’ project (which we’ve been working on for months) on track. (In other words, we’re gonna try following our own advice!)
Stay tuned! (There’s a lot stored in our attic/archive that we bet you haven’t seen!) We appreciate your bearing with us.
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