There's no fancy way to say this. I've tried. For about two days I've sat at my desk trying to figure out how to word it in a way that won't make me hate myself.
I give up.
So here it is.
Everything is good.
Take, for example, certain early afternoons in Ballard. I take Hometeam to Discovery Park. She runs through tall grass and swims in the Sound while I collect sea glass and listen to The Lonely Island on my Ipod.
If we're lucky, we're joined by Steph and Ella, who is three months old.
On other days, we'll climb at the World Wall instead.
And I know I'm killing my friends in Rhode Island when I say that the climbing is so good right here....and it's only 40 minutes away.
As you can see, it's very nice out in the West Coast. Beautiful fall day after beautiful fall day.
I'm very happy. It's horrifying.