Keepin' It Fresh Like Zip-Locs.

My parents have sold the house in Yorktown - my childhood home now has an expiration date of August 14th. Hopefully I can get back before then - both to say goodbye, and to save any of my stuff that I'd want to keep out of what is still there.

The new place may or may not be ready. As the giant hotel that is perpetually under construction next to my office could tell you, it's difficult to count on deadlines in that industry. My parents might end up apartment hunting before actually moving.

This is a weird feeling. Some of my first memories are playing King of the Mountain with my sister in the dirt while this house was being built. I've known about these plans for years, but even having seen their new one in various stages of construction, I still haven't felt like it's actually happening. I guess I won't have a choice pretty soon.