When I was growing up my mom used have a ritual we would go through every two years… moving.  At least for my young mind that was the way it was.  We moved after kindergarten, then after second grade, then after third grade (Yes, I did the math right- long story), and once more, but I stayed at the same school.  After that when my Mom would get the itch we would go house hunting.  Driving around the area (She liked the community we lived in) but always looking for a new house.  From what I understand now instead of house hunting, my parents (now retired) just remodel every two years- or at least that how it seems.  Enough grumbling…

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Posted on May 23, 2011 by Bruce
When I was growing up my mom used have a ritual we would go through every two years... moving.  At least for my young mind that was the way it was.  We moved after kindergarten, then after second grade, then after third grade (Yes, I did the math right- long story), and once more, but I stayed at the same school.  After that when my Mom would get the itch we would go house hunting.  Driving around the area (She liked the community we lived in) but always looking for a new house.  From what I understand now instead of house hunting, my parents (now retired) just remodel every two years- or at least that how it seems.  Enough grumbling... BIG NEWS! Vote for The Doctor Who Cache Series on Where's the Tardis?  Voting ends TODAY at midnight so please... pretty please?  Pretty please with sugar on top?

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